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1906 · PDF PAGE 181

Collected Works (Vol. II)

…it stops, But one note swells. Mightiest souls Of bard and music maker, rolls Over your loftiest crowns the wheel Of that abiding bliss. Life flees Down corridors of centuries Pillar by pillar, and is lost. Life after life in wild appeal Cries to the master ; he remains And thinks not. The polluting tides Of sense roll shoreward. Arid plains Of wave-swept sea confront me. Nay! Looms yet the glory through the grey, And in the darkest hours of youth I yet perceive the essential truth,

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1902 · PDF PAGE 106

Tannhäuser

…ushed faces, soul's unseemliness. The Unknown Minstrel (sings). Amid earth's motley, Gaia's cap and bells, This too material, too unreal life, Sing, sing the crown of tender miracles, The pure true wife ! Sing not of love, the unutterable one, The love divine that Mary has to men. Seek not the winepress and the rising sun Beyond thy ken ! Tannhauser [aside). Who is this man that reads my inmost thought ? The Unknown Minstrel. I sing of love, most delicate and pure, Surely the crown of life ! How slow and sweet Its music ! Shall the ecstasy endu…

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1911 · PDF PAGE 87

Hail Mary

…in the shrine, O Mary, let its glamour grow ! Our cold hearts waiting Thee to shine Like sunrise on the utmost snow. Thy favour melt our life in tears, Till, gathering force, our love be hurled An avalanche upon the years, A tempest on the barren world ! As all the clouds of India break In one wild gust upon the sand, And in one week of wonder wake The whole green gladness of the land ; So be Thy mercy on us poured, Thy beauty fill our aching brains ! Although it smite us as a sword And fill us with immortal pains ; Yet in its life our souls re…

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1913 · PDF PAGE 53

The Book of Lies

KE@AAH AH LAMBSKIN Cowan, skidoo! Tyle! Swear to hele all. This is the mystery. Life! Mind is the traitor.

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1910 · PDF PAGE 173

The World’s Tragedy

…neteen centuries shalt thou Plague earth with that agonizing brow, And then that age of sordid strife Give place to the aeon of love and life. A lion shall rise and swallow thee, Bringing back life into Arcady. So strong shall he roar that the worlds shall quake And the waters under the heaven break, That the earth, of thy father’s hate accurst, Shall be greener and gladder than at first. ISSA I shall endure then, if the Ultimate Be reached through the black fate. ALEXANDER Let that sustain thee — yet this hour I put forth all my torture-power

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1907 · PDF PAGE 300

The Star in the West

…hat were man's appointed term ? To feed God's friend , the coffin - worm ! Crowley further states in a short foreword to these Images of Life and Death ” : “ To me life and death have most often appeared in majesty and beauty , in solemnity and horror ; in emotions , to be brief , so great that man had no place therein . But there are moods , in which the heights are attained indirectly , and through man's struggle with the elemental powers ." 2 Only by energy and strife May man attain the eternal rest , Dissolve the desperate lust of life By i…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 156

The Winged Beetle

…lendid Sphinx My soul lies supine still, and drinks Damnation from the emerald eyes, Death from the painted mouth that dies As, drunk on life, she sucks it in ! O crimson masterpiece of sin, The mouth that maddens me and slays My youth in many molten ways ! All her adulterous ardours wake The god, the tiger, and the snake. I yield ; her soft, her strenuous breath Fills me and feeds my soul on death. O Sphinx, more sacred than the stars ! O beast ! O God ! thy passion chars This life. Beneath thy claws I writhe. For like a lion thou art lithe An…

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1904 · PDF PAGE 40

The Sword of Song

…it stops, But one note swells. Mightiest souls Of bard and music maker, rolls Over your loftiest crowns the wheel Of that abiding bliss. Life flees Down corridors of centuries Pillar by pillar, and is lost. Life after life in wild appeal Cries to the master ; he remains And thinks not. Th e polluting tides Of sense roll shoreward. Arid plains Of wave-swept sea confront me. Nay ! Looms yet the glory through the grey, And in the darkest hours of youth I yet perceive the essential truth, 430 435 440 445 450 455 460 465 470

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1954 · PDF PAGE 156

Magick Without Tears

… in dramatic form. What is the Path? l. The Ego is attracted to the Solar System. 2. The Child experiences Birth. 3. The Man experiences Life. 4. He experiences Death . 5. He experiences the World beyond Death. 6. This entire cycle of Point-Events is withdrawn into Annihilation . In the O.T.O. these successive stages are represented as follows : l. 0° 2. 1° 3. W 4. IW 5. IV 6. P.1. (Minerval) (Initiation) (Consecration) (Devotion) (Perfection, or Exaltation) (Perfect Initiate) Of these Events or Stations upon the Path all but three (11°) are si…

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1911 · PDF PAGE 234

The Equinox (Volume I, Number V)

…thine opiate breath, And lull me to the everlasting sleep, That, closing from the kisses of disdain To ecstasy of pain, I may sob out my life into their dangerous deep. Who cometh from the mountain as a tower Stalwart and set against the fiery foes? Who, breathing as a jasmine—laden bower? Who, crowned and lissome as a living rose? Sharp thorns in thee are set ; In me, in me beget The dolorous despair of this desire. Thy body sways and swings Above the tide of things, Laps me as ocean, wraps me round as fire! Ye elemental sorceries ofsong, Surge,…

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1911 · PDF PAGE 234

The Equinox (Volume I, Number VI)

…thine opiate breath, And lull me to the everlasting sleep, That, closing from the kisses of disdain To ecstasy of pain, I may sob out my life into their dangerous deep. Who cometh from the mountain as a tower Stalwart and set against the fiery foes? Who, breathing as a jasmine—laden bower? Who, crowned and lissome as a living rose? Sharp thorns in thee are set ; In me, in me beget The dolorous despair of this desire. Thy body sways and swings Above the tide of things, Laps me as ocean, wraps me round as fire! Ye elemental sorceries ofsong, Surge,…

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1928 · PDF PAGE 181

Little Poems in Prose

Infamous capital, I love thee! Drain Whose thieves and whores give me to ease life’s itch Pleasures inscrutable to the profane!

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1913 · PDF PAGE 320

The Equinox (Volume I, Number IX)

THE EQUINOX Nevertheless, the father of men, being on occasion drunken like Noah, let the world perceive the mysteries of life. Psyche, made divine by her torments, became the bride of Eros; Adonis, raised from death, found again his Venus in Olympus; Job, victorious over evil, recovered more than he had lost. The law is a test of courage. To love life more than one fears the menaces of death is to merit life. The elect are those who dare; woe to the timid! Thus the slaves of law, who make themselves the tyrants of conscience and the servants o…

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1913 · PDF PAGE 320

The Equinox (Volume I, Number X)

THE EQUINOX Nevertheless, the father of men, being on occasion drunken like Noah, let the world perceive the mysteries of life. Psyche, made divine by her torments, became the bride of Eros; Adonis, raised from death, found again his Venus in Olympus; Job, victorious over evil, recovered more than he had lost. The law is a test of courage. To love life more than one fears the menaces of death is to merit life. The elect are those who dare; woe to the timid! Thus the slaves of law, who make themselves the tyrants of conscience and the servants o…

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1902 · PDF PAGE 49

Tannhäuser

…auser. Ah, you murder me ! [Sings. Come, love, and kiss my shoulders ! Sleepy lies The tinted bosom whence its fire flies, The breathing life of thee, and swoons, and sighs, And dies ! None but the dead can know the worth of love ! Come, love, thy bosom to my heart recalls Strange festivals and subtle funerals. Soft passion rises in the amber walls. And falls ! None but the dead can breathe the life of love ! Come, love, thy lips, curved hollow as the moon's ! Bring me thy kisses, for the seawind tunes, 47

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1907 · PDF PAGE 99

Collected Works (Vol. III)

IMAGES OF LIFE 93 Its maddening measures in my heart and brain ! Is it that so the wheel may whirl again, That some dull devil in my ear may show me: ‘‘For John the Baptist’s head—so danced Salome !” ? VIII. Then, in God’s name forbear! It does not matter. Life, death, strength, weakness, are but idle chatter. Nothing is lost or gained, we know too well. For heaven they balance us an equal hell. We discard both; an infinite Universe Remains; we sum it up—an infinite curse. So—amIaman? I lack my wife’s embrace. Am I outworn? I see the harlot’s f…

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1899 · PDF PAGE 163

Jephthah and Other Mysteries

…f to God—I give my best Of soul and blood and brain To my poor Art—there comes to me somehow This fact: Man’s work is God made manifest; Life is all Peace again. And Dreams are beyond life. Their wider scope, Limitless Empire o’er the world of thought, Help my desires to press Beyond all stars toward God and Heaven and Hope; And in the world-amazing chase is wrought Somehow—all Happiness.

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1903 · PDF PAGE 78

Alice: An Adultery

… My comedy has changed its blithe aspect To bitterest face of tragedy ; she said : “ Alas ! O soul of mine ! I am surely dead, Seeing my life is by a serpent wrecked Of sore disease : but spare me, and reflect That in few months I die : but were I wed— O lover ! O desire discomfited ! I die at once : consider, and elect.” How could I otherwise than spare my wife ? With tender lips and fingers one strong kiss Swooned slave-wise even before the gate of bliss, No more : for I rose up and cursed my life, Hating the God that made us to dissever So s…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 12

Rosa Inferni

…devil in my ear may show me : “ For John the Baptist’s head—so danced Salome ! ” ? VIII HEN, in God’s name forbear ! It does not matter. Life, death, strength, weakness, are but idle chatter. Nothing is lost or gained, we know too well. For heaven thy balance as an equal hell. We discard both ; an infinite Universe Remains ; we sum it up—an infinite curse. So—am I man ? I lack my wife’s embrace. Am I outworn ? I see the harlot’s face. Is the love better and the knowledge worse ? Shall I seek knowledge and count love disgrace ? Where is the prof…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 84

The Equinox (Volume I, Number III)

…Para-Brahman{ BHAKTA YOGA. Union by love. In Bhakta Yoga the aspirant usually devotes himself to some special deity, every action of his life being done in honour and glory of this deity, and, as Vivekananda tells us, “he has not to suppress any single one of his emotions, he only strives to intensify them and direct them to God.” Thus, if he devoted himself to Shiva, he must reflect in his life to his utmost the life of Shiva; if to Shakti the life of Shakti, until the seer and the seen become one in the mystic union of attainment. * Deussen. …

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