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…. St. Bonaventura calls this mystic identification synderesis , and describes it as " the joy of being uplifted to a super -intellectual love." St. Theresa , that in the ecstatic state : “ the soul no longer knows what it is doing . . . whether it speaks or is silent : it is a blissful extravagance . . I have often been carried away by it . . . there is such per fection of joy that soul and body cannot express it ... if they could the perfect union of all the powers would be at an end ." So Crowley finely describes : . Death from the universal …
1909 · PDF PAGE 66
…thin the hour. Yes! you do well — you know the dreadful weight Pale silence sheds, not Atlas could uplift. You know the spell to conquer love and hate, To win the world and win it at a gift. You are afraid of that then — had you spoken You fear the spell upon me had been broken!
1909 · PDF PAGE 38
… infinitely musical are the voices of Nature, those that are heard and those that are not heard! What Understanding of the Universe, what Love is the prize of him that hath performed all things and endured all things! The first operation of Ritual DCLXXI is the prepara- tion of the Place. There are two forces ; that of Death and that of Natural Life. Death begins the Operation by a knock, to which Life answers. Then Death, banishing all forces external to the opera- tion, declares the Speech in the Silence. Both officers go from their thrones and …
1910 · PDF PAGE 47
…rd, stealthy in the corn, As if a tigress held herself above ; My body quivered, eager to be torn, Stung by the snake of some convulsive love ! The leopard changed his spots ; for in me leapt The mate, the tiger. Murderous I sprang Across the mellow earth : my senses swept, One torrent flame, one soul-dissolving pang. How queenly bent her body to the grip ! How lithe it slips, her bosom to my own ! The throat leans back, to tantalise the lip : The sudden shame of her is over thrown ! O maiden of the spirit of the wheat, One ripening sunbeam th…
1910 · PDF PAGE 207
MR TODD 197 Oh, loving Father of all, what a world Thou hast made ! What a gift is life ! How much it holds of love and laughter ! Is there anything more, anything better ? I cannot believe it. Is there anything, anybody that could make me happier ? THOMAS. Mr. Todd. [Enter TODD. EUPHEMIA. Good afternoon, Mr. Todd ! So glad to see you ! Why, how strange you look ! What have you to say to me ? [TODD whispers in her ear. EUPHEMIA. How splendid ! You mean it ? It is true ? Better than all the rest ! Come, come ! [She throws her arm round his neck …
1913 · PDF PAGE 225
ROSA IGNOTA When for an age of craft-long loveliness L lay mine head against thy beating heart, And hear thy bosom throb, and soft sighs start Through all thy hot young breath, ah! canst thou guess How the artist longs to frame thy murmured “ yes” In Pavian marble, wrought with subtle art To immortal wonder, so to vend apart The curtains of the tomb with easy stress ? Ah! wert thou here, sweetheart, I would not sing These foolish songs. I only turn to rime When thou art absent ; for thine eyes would bring A light too dazzling for mine eyes; but…
1913 · PDF PAGE 225
ROSA IGNOTA When for an age of craft-long loveliness L lay mine head against thy beating heart, And hear thy bosom throb, and soft sighs start Through all thy hot young breath, ah! canst thou guess How the artist longs to frame thy murmured “ yes” In Pavian marble, wrought with subtle art To immortal wonder, so to vend apart The curtains of the tomb with easy stress ? Ah! wert thou here, sweetheart, I would not sing These foolish songs. I only turn to rime When thou art absent ; for thine eyes would bring A light too dazzling for mine eyes; but…
1919 · PDF PAGE 218
…higher, where all things are declared openly. 2° They become partakers of the current of Universal Life in Liberty, Beauty, Harmony, and Love which flames within the heart of the O.T.O., and the Light of that august fraternity insensibly illuminates them ever more and more as they approach its cen- tral Sun. 3° They meet those persons most complemental to their own natures, and find unexpected help and brother- hood in the whole world wherever they may travel. 4° They obtain the right to sojourn in the secret houses 204 of the O.T.O., permanent…
1961 · PDF PAGE 55
…Will; but this Force must be disposed about the Shaft of that Will so that there is no Tendency to Hindrance or to Deflection. And in my Love of thee I will adorn this Thesis with Example following. i
1910 · PDF PAGE 45
36 AMBERGRIS A queen is my lover, I say, With a crown of the lilies of light For a maiden they crowned her in May, For the Queen of the Daughters of Day That are flowers of the forest of Night. They crowned her with lilies and blue, They crowned her with yellow and roses ; They gave her a sceptre of rue, And a girdle of laurel and yew, And a basket of pansies in posies. They led her with songs by the stream ; They brought her with tears to the river ; They danced as the maze of a dream ; They kissed her to roses and cream, And they cried, Let …
1928 · PDF PAGE 145
…ubin, I have been more sensitive than anyone else in the world to the enervating foolishness, the irritating mediocrity of women. What I love above all in animals is their frank- ness; judge them, what I must have suffered with my last mistress. She was a princes bastard. Beautiful, it goes without saying; without that, why should I have taken her? But she spoilt that great quality by an unbecoming and deformed ambi- tion. She was a woman who always wished to play a mans part:You are not a man; Oh, if only I were a man!of us two it is I w…
1907 · PDF PAGE 50
…ite inexhaustible quiver , Smote us right through , Smote us and slew , As we rode on the rapturous river . Sweet sleep is perfection of love . To die into dreams of my lover , To wake with his mouth like a dove Kissing me over and over ! Better sleep so Than be conscious , and know How death hath a charm to discover . 1 But not until we read “ The Eyes of Pharaoh " do we read one of the most astounding paintings in words , I make bold to say , that has ever been written in any language : And death's insufferable perfume Beat the black air with…
1909 · PDF PAGE 64
…start; You threaten me with — can I name the fear ? IT always knew you never had a heart. God! whoamI1? My Lola, speak tome! Tell me you love me; tell me — Lam dazed With something terrible and strange I see Even in the mouth that kissed, the lips that praised. You leer above me like a brooding fiend Waiting to leap upon a babe unweaned. — 102 — {Il Kiss me at least! We always were good friends — Kiss me for old times’ sake — Kiss me just once! I know this ends — as every sweet thing ends! But — say you are not angry! Ere you pounce, Forgive me…
1909 · PDF PAGE 12
…suffering: II. that I will lead a pure life, as a devoted servant of the Order: III. that I will understand all things : IVA that I will love all things: ᾽ V. that I will perform all things and endure all things: VI. that I will continue in the Knowledge and Conversation of My Holy Guardian Angel: VII. that I will work without attachment : IO
1909 · PDF PAGE 25
…t at once. The Third Day Now the day being gloriously broken, I awoke with some weariness, not feeling clean and happy, not burning with love unto my Lord Adonai, though ashamed indeed for that thrice or four times in the night I had been awakened by this loyal body, urging me to rise and meditate—and my weak will bade it be at ease and take its rest—oh, wretched man! slave of the hour and of the worm 1 Fifteen cycles of Prana Yama put me right mentally and physically: otherwise they had little apparent success. Have breakfasted—a pear and two …
1913 · PDF PAGE 129
…ate. “ The play awakens a curious sense of sympathy. ... —Glasgow Herald. The Star and the Garter. 1s. A popular edition of the greatest love-poem of modern times. The private edition of this wonder- ful poem sold out before publication, and thereis not a single copy to be had at any price whatever. The Argonauts. 55. A masterpiece of ripe scholarship and fine poetic feeling. A charming gift for a school boy, who might thus be led to pursue with more ardour researchesin the original into the History of the heroes endeared to him by its perusal.…
1913 · PDF PAGE 65
LIBER L. VEL LEGIS one, to be me; to follow the love of Nu in the star-lit heaven ; to look forth upon men, to tell them this glad word. 77. O be thou proud and mighty among men! 78. Lift up thyself! for there is none like unto thee among men or among Gods! Lift up thyself, o my prophet, thy stature shall surpass the stars. They shall worship thy name, foursquare, mystic, wonderful, the number of the man ; and the name of thy house 418. 79. The end of the hiding of Hadit; and blessing & worship to the prophet of the lovely Star! [VER. 68.—Harde…
1913 · PDF PAGE 65
LIBER L. VEL LEGIS one, to be me; to follow the love of Nu in the star-lit heaven ; to look forth upon men, to tell them this glad word. 77. O be thou proud and mighty among men! 78. Lift up thyself! for there is none like unto thee among men or among Gods! Lift up thyself, o my prophet, thy stature shall surpass the stars. They shall worship thy name, foursquare, mystic, wonderful, the number of the man ; and the name of thy house 418. 79. The end of the hiding of Hadit; and blessing & worship to the prophet of the lovely Star! [VER. 68.—Harde…
1961 · PDF PAGE 121
…ua Femina Olun, et de Ecstasia præter Omnia Stubstantia (Of his Woman OLUN, and of the Ekstacy surpassing All) Y Son, I am enflamed with Love. I burn up eagerly in the Passion that thus mightily consumeth me. Yet in myself I know not at all That which con- straineth me, and enkindleth my Soul in Ekstacy. There is Silence in my Soul, and the Fear round about me, as I were Syrinx in the Night of the Forest. This is a great Mystery that I endure, a Mystery too great for the mortal Part of me. For but now, when I cried out upon the Name Olun }wlo, …
1905 · PDF PAGE 26
…e fresh air Kissed, cleansing them from that infested den Of obscene deities and apish men, Rivalling their gods in petty filthiness. So Love’s white-bosomed Queen gat full success In the first season of her sojourning. Then, on the verge of night, she went a-wing To that most damnéd pestilence-rid marsh, And, changing her bright shape, she donned the harsh Vile form of woman past the middle age, Who hath not virtue that may charm the sage When the desire of folly is gone by, And wrinkles yield to no false alchemy. So, lewd of countenance, dres…