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1929 · PDF PAGE 139

Moonchild

… toiled; and, down in another villa, another labour reached its climax. Arthwait had finished his Grimoire. He was just in time. For the great operation of necromancy should properly begin on the second day of the waning of the moon, and there were nine previous days of most arduous preparation, no longer of the materials, but of the sorcerers themselves. They must eat dog's flesh, and black bread baked without salt or leaven, and they must drink unfermented grape-juice — the vilest of all black magical concoctions, for it implies the denial of…

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1906 · PDF PAGE 136

Collected Works (Vol. II)

…from the incongruity), fitted up as an antique Egyptian temple. Centre: an altar be- tween two obelisks ; om tt a censer vomits smoke in great volumes. Above at back of stage isa stately throne, square and simple, on steps. In it sits MAURYA, guiet and stlent. She is dressed in sontbre green robes, lightened with old rose facings. She ts heavily braceleted and ankleted with gold, and her crown is a gold disc, supported in silver horns, rising "] from her forehead. Above her ts a rude painted board, representing the Winged Globe in many colours.…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 37

Konx Om Pax

…m the flaming and scintillating Star of Fire that blazed and blazed in the candescent dome, and everything went red before my eyes, and a great flame like a strong wind blew through the House with a noise louder than any thunder could possibly be, so that I couldn’t hold myself hardly, and I took up the sharp knives of the machines and cut myself all over, and the noise got louder and louder, and the flame burnt through and through me, so that I was very glad when my Prince said: “You wouldn’t think it, would you, sweetheart? But there are lots of…

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1919 · PDF PAGE 312

The Equinox (Volume III, Number I)

…ian, barbarism, barbarous—I am sorry to harp so much on these words. But they express the essence of the situation.” “There never was a ‘great civilization’ in India . . .” ‘With the monuments of Indian civilization actually intact, yet the oldest of them in ruins a thousand years, two thousand years, three thousand years, who knows, before the savages of England wore clothes, it is only natural that this poor blind, globe-trotting hag should fail to understand Caste. He utterly ignores the fact that it is the caste system which has preserved I…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 215

Moonchild

"It is a great programme. Qui vivra verra. Meanwhile, I suppose I report to General Cripps." "You will meet him, running hard, I expect, somewhere in France. It will be a fluke if Paris is saved. As you know, it always takes England three years to put her boots on. If we had listened to the men who knew — like 'Bobs' — and fixed up an army of three millions, there could have been no war — at least, not in this particular tangle of alliances. There would have been a Social Revolution, more likely, an ignoble business of greed against greed, whic…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 159

Collected Works (Vol. I)

… of these dead iniquities, Burn its foul flame out. Are ye not appeased, Even ye, O Powers of Evil, at this shame And sacrilege? And ye, Great Powers of Good, Hath not enough of misery been wrought, Enough of expiation? We have sinned, But our iniquity he purged away, Who as avenger hath denied his life, To be made one with ye. O by his blood And strong desire of holiness, and might And justice, let him mediate between And mitigate your anger, that the name Of Egypt may not perish utterly, Make, make an end! THE LEPER. All things must work them…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 192

Moonchild

…s, he could call up a visible image of almost any demon required in a period of not more than half an hour. For place- association is of great importance, possibly because it favours concentration of mind. Evidently, it is difficult not to feel religious in King's College Chapel, Cambridge, or otherwise than profoundly sceptical and Pagan in St. Peter's, at Rome, with its "East" in the West, its adaptation of a statue of Jupiter to represent its patron saint, and the emphasis of its entire architecture in bearing witness that its true name is T…

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1906 · PDF PAGE 95

Collected Works (Vol. II)

ACTUS PRIMUS 89 JASON. I am of force, I say. I wrestled once From sunrise to sunset with Heracles, Great Heracles! Not till, the full moon rose Availed his might to lay me prone. ware ! Ye weakling knaves ! Be- I am of force, I say. PELIAS. Rebellious youth, the justice of thy cause And force I will admit—where force goes far. But think’st thou wait no wild Erinyes For thee a guest in these my halls, for thee Whose hands are dipped not yet in blood so deep As to have murdered an old man, and him Thy father’s brother? JASON. Justice covers all. …

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1907 · PDF PAGE 57

Collected Works (Vol. III)

…fect pleasures, radiating far . Up and up yet to where thy sacred star Burned in its brilliance : thence the storm was shed A passion of great calm about this head, This head no more a poet’s ; since the dreara Of beauty gathered close into a stream

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1907 · PDF PAGE 198

Collected Works (Vol. III)

…pair my royal spell. By might of famine long And supplication strong Demeter won the swift Hermetic word : In bitter days of eld Thus by great force compelled The glad earth saw me, careless of my lord, Rise to her crystal streams and sapphire seas, And Theseus thus owed life to Heracles. Thou mockest me with power ; Thy sceptre’s awful dower Avails me nothing. Shall a mortal bring Such pity wrapped in song And Echo’s choral throng Of all things live and dead to hear me sing ;— And I by pity moved and love Have not thy voice to grant him grace …

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1929 · PDF PAGE 200

Moonchild

…ell you." He led her to a marble seat, and made her sit down. Brother Onofrio and Sister Clara followed them, and sat upon the base of a great statue, a copy of the Marsyas and Olympas in green bronze, hard by. "Child!" said Cyril, very gravely and gently, "look at the eastern slope of Posilippo! And look at the stars, how brightly they shine! And look at that shoal of gleaming fish, that swim so deep beneath the waters of the bay! And look at your left ear! What shapeliness! What delicate pink!" [282] She was too angry even to tell him not to …

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1930 · PDF PAGE 50

Magick in Theory and Practice (Section 2)

…e Tree of Life is capable of the Formulae of Initiation. Graphiel, consulted by the Aspirants to Adeptship, would be bound to regard the Great Work as purely a question of Combat, and ignore ail other considérations. His advice wouid be absolute on technical points of this kind; but its very perfection would persuade the Aspirant to an unbalanced course of action which would entail failure and destruction. It is pertinent to mention in this connection that one must not expect absolute information as to what is going to happen. “Fortune-telling”…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 120

Moonchild

…. Which is my own case, only he is referring to genuine ones. Hence difficulty in comprehension of his attitude. "I hope you're having a great time with the devil; I envy your blue skies; London is wrapped in fog, and even on fine days I have to go to the War Office. But isn't it a pity those wicked bad naughty men know where you are? I have my doubts about magick; but I know Balloch, and he's the rottenest egg in London. I gather he's at the back of it. Some blackmailing articles on you, again; but as Morningside would say, you should worry. C…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 169

Moonchild

…to take the trouble to be seated! The chair is worthy of you," he added, with a smile; "it was at one time the property of Frederick the Great." The servant, who was dressed as a Highland Gillie in gala costume, offered cigars and whisky. "Say, this is sure some whisky, Count! This is where I fall off the wagon, one time, John. You watch my batting average!" observed Mr. Butcher,

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1996 · PDF PAGE 170

The Law is for All

…ion from Liber 418, 3rd TEthyr, on page 172 below.] She is sakti, the te, the Magical Door between the tao and the Manifested World. The great Obstacle then is if that Door be locked up. Therefore Our Lady must be symbolized as an Whore. (Note daleth, the Door = Venus. The Dove; Free-flowing; all this is linked up in the symbol.) Clearly, at last, the Enemy is this Shutting up of things. Shutting the Door is preventing the Operation of Change, i.e., of Love. The objection to Calypso, Circe, Armida, Kundry, and Co. is that one is liable to be sh…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 167

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…gust— It touches not my question! This one fact O’ermasters all eccentric circumstance : I love you—you, and not your attributes ! CORA. Great noble soul! I hate myself the more That I must wound you further with the truth. A double prong this poisoned poniard Snaps in our hearts. I kept the secret long. Your breath, that burns upon me, wraps me round With whirling passion, pierces through my veins With its unhallowed fire, constrains, com- pels, Drags out the corpse of twenty years ago From the untrusty coffin of my mind, To poison, to corrupt…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 266

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…them light. ([TANNHAUSER rvses, and silently de- parts. Oh God! Oh God! That I have loved him so! Be merciful! Be merciful ! to him, The great high soul, bound in the lofty sin ; To me, the little soul, the little sin! ACT V. ‘*One birth of my bosom ; One beam of mine eye ; One topmost blossom That scales the sky. Man, equal and one with me, made of me, man that is I.” man that is flertha. A desolate and melancholy wood. Nightfall. HEINRICH. WELL, I am lost! The whistle brings no hound, The horn no hunter! North and South are mixed

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1909 · PDF PAGE 264

The Equinox (Volume I, Number I)

…Forces both of Severity and Mercy must be known and wielded. Therefore the Hegemon answers for him: “ Darkness is thy Name! Thou art the Great One of the Path of the Shades.” The Hegemon then suddenly lifts the veil, and the Candidate sees before him standing on the steps of the throne the Hiereus with sword pointed to his Breast. Slowly sinking the blade the Hiereus says : “Child of Earth, fear is failure: be thou therefore without fear! for in the heart of the coward Virtue abideth not! Thou hast known me, so pass thou on!” The Candidate is t…

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1909 · PDF PAGE 264

The Equinox (Volume I, Number II)

…Forces both of Severity and Mercy must be known and wielded. Therefore the Hegemon answers for him: “ Darkness is thy Name! Thou art the Great One of the Path of the Shades.” The Hegemon then suddenly lifts the veil, and the Candidate sees before him standing on the steps of the throne the Hiereus with sword pointed to his Breast. Slowly sinking the blade the Hiereus says : “Child of Earth, fear is failure: be thou therefore without fear! for in the heart of the coward Virtue abideth not! Thou hast known me, so pass thou on!” The Candidate is t…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 121

Collected Works (Vol. III)

…t the awful Judgment-day, God stands Shrunken and shaking at my gaze, before My hollow seat of agony, it may be He shall discover me the great excuse For an ill world ill shapen by ill hands, For unit joy and misery ten score, For all his work’s complaint; I think that He, Twitching his fearful fingers, may let loose This answer: Thus a kiss I brought to being Which by no other way were possible. Measure, O man! Balance with eyes true- seeing If I were right or no to have made Hell ! Then would He stand forgiven — nay ! acquitted ! I, as I look…

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