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1909 · PDF PAGE 77

John St. John

… you must not be surprised at the shrewd silliness of my replying that I will take the second hour first. But that is always the way; the love 01 besting our dearest friends in a bargain is native to us : and so, even in religion, when we are dealing with our own souls, we try to cheat. I go out to cut an almond rod at midnight, and, finding it inconvenient, I "magically affirm” that ash is almond and that seven o’clock is twelve. It seems a pity to have become a magician, capable of forcing Nature to accommodate herself to your statements, for no…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 252

The Equinox (Volume I, Number III)

…secret which I seek, and have nowise found! This secret for whose very shadowing-forth in parable I, who am young, strong, successful, beloved, most enviable of men, would throw it all away! Oh Thou who givest that which none other can give, who art Thou? How can I bargain with Thee? What shall I give that I may possess Thy secret? O question unavailing ! For I know not yet Thy name! Who art Thou? Who art Thou? THOMAS [opening the door). Mr. Todd. [Enter tovp. caRR [rising]. How are you? I’m afraid you find me distracted! Listen: all my life I …

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1910 · PDF PAGE 252

The Equinox (Volume I, Number IV)

…secret which I seek, and have nowise found! This secret for whose very shadowing-forth in parable I, who am young, strong, successful, beloved, most enviable of men, would throw it all away! Oh Thou who givest that which none other can give, who art Thou? How can I bargain with Thee? What shall I give that I may possess Thy secret? O question unavailing ! For I know not yet Thy name! Who art Thou? Who art Thou? THOMAS [opening the door). Mr. Todd. [Enter tovp. caRR [rising]. How are you? I’m afraid you find me distracted! Listen: all my life I …

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1913 · PDF PAGE 257

The Equinox (Volume I, Number IX)

…fear of Crowley is the beginning of wisdom. To the end he combined an intensity of holy awe with a kind of timid audacity of reverential love for the Master, to which the latter responded with the most gracious condescension, mingled with that peculiar affection which one feels for an old and worthless dog belonging to somebody else. It was an unique and altogether idyllic relation. His motto, “Fides, spes, caritas sunt virtutes ab omnibus Christianis diligende” had to be shortened for convenience’ sake to “ Fides,” or, more usually, “ Fido”; a…

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1913 · PDF PAGE 331

The Equinox (Volume I, Number IX)

…on of interests, symbolized by the confusion of tongues. The universal empire could not realize itself by force, but by intelligence and love. Thus, to Nimrod, the man of savage ‘right,’ the Bible opposed Abraham, the man of duty, who goes voluntarily into exile in order to seek liberty and strife in a strange country, which he seizes by virtue of his Zdea. He has a sterile wife, his thought, and a fertile slave, his force ; but when force has produced its fruit, thought becomes fertile; and the son of intelligence drives into exile the child o…

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1913 · PDF PAGE 463

The Equinox (Volume I, Number IX)

…ronger conjurations, and more efficacious rites.” “Really! But the man is then a monster, or a mad- man!” “JT think he is just simply in love,” said Desbarrolles. “He is gnawed by some absurd passion, and hopes for absolutely nothing unless he can get the devil to interfere.” “ But how then—what does he mean when he says that we shall hear him spoken of ?” “Who knows? Perhaps he thinks to carry oft the Queen of England, or the Sultana Valide.” The conversation dropped, and a whole year passed 165

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1913 · PDF PAGE 257

The Equinox (Volume I, Number X)

…fear of Crowley is the beginning of wisdom. To the end he combined an intensity of holy awe with a kind of timid audacity of reverential love for the Master, to which the latter responded with the most gracious condescension, mingled with that peculiar affection which one feels for an old and worthless dog belonging to somebody else. It was an unique and altogether idyllic relation. His motto, “Fides, spes, caritas sunt virtutes ab omnibus Christianis diligende” had to be shortened for convenience’ sake to “ Fides,” or, more usually, “ Fido”; a…

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1913 · PDF PAGE 331

The Equinox (Volume I, Number X)

…on of interests, symbolized by the confusion of tongues. The universal empire could not realize itself by force, but by intelligence and love. Thus, to Nimrod, the man of savage ‘right,’ the Bible opposed Abraham, the man of duty, who goes voluntarily into exile in order to seek liberty and strife in a strange country, which he seizes by virtue of his Zdea. He has a sterile wife, his thought, and a fertile slave, his force ; but when force has produced its fruit, thought becomes fertile; and the son of intelligence drives into exile the child o…

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1913 · PDF PAGE 463

The Equinox (Volume I, Number X)

…ronger conjurations, and more efficacious rites.” “Really! But the man is then a monster, or a mad- man!” “JT think he is just simply in love,” said Desbarrolles. “He is gnawed by some absurd passion, and hopes for absolutely nothing unless he can get the devil to interfere.” “ But how then—what does he mean when he says that we shall hear him spoken of ?” “Who knows? Perhaps he thinks to carry oft the Queen of England, or the Sultana Valide.” The conversation dropped, and a whole year passed 165

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1910 · PDF PAGE 296

The Equinox (Volume I, Number III)

…ssed it. It might have been the swords of two skilled fencers, both blind with mortal hate. It might have been the bodies of two skilled lovers, blind with immortal love. She tore life and death asunder on her strings. Up, up soared the phoenix of her song; step by step on music’s golden scaling-ladder she stormed the citadel of her Desire. The blood flushed and swelled her face beneath its sweat. Her eyes were injected with blood. The song rose, culminated—overleapt the barriers, achieved its phrase. She stopped; but the music went on. A cloud…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 296

The Equinox (Volume I, Number IV)

…ssed it. It might have been the swords of two skilled fencers, both blind with mortal hate. It might have been the bodies of two skilled lovers, blind with immortal love. She tore life and death asunder on her strings. Up, up soared the phoenix of her song; step by step on music’s golden scaling-ladder she stormed the citadel of her Desire. The blood flushed and swelled her face beneath its sweat. Her eyes were injected with blood. The song rose, culminated—overleapt the barriers, achieved its phrase. She stopped; but the music went on. A cloud…

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1913 · PDF PAGE 373

The Equinox (Volume I, Number IX)

…y day when she practises charity. Now, a religion which practises charity may flatter herself that she realizes all the dreams of divine love. Moreover, the faith of the hierarchical church transforms mysticism into realism by the efficacy of her sacraments. No more signs, no more figures whose strength is not in grace, and which do not really give what they promise! Faith animates all, makes all in some sort visible and palpable; even the parables of Jesus Christ take a body and a soul. They show, at Jeru- salem, the house of the wicked rich m…

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1913 · PDF PAGE 557

The Equinox (Volume I, Number IX)

…sult of that struggle is balance in progress, and the devil always con- tributes, despite himself, to the glory of St. Michael. Physical love is the most perverse of all fatal passions. It is the anarchist of anarchists; it knows neither law, duty, truth nor justice. It would make the maiden walk over the corpses of her parents. It is an irrepressible intoxication; a furious madness. It is the vertigo of fatality seeking new victims; the cannibal drunkenness of Saturn who wishes to 1 Not the sculptor.—TRANS. s2 259

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1913 · PDF PAGE 373

The Equinox (Volume I, Number X)

…y day when she practises charity. Now, a religion which practises charity may flatter herself that she realizes all the dreams of divine love. Moreover, the faith of the hierarchical church transforms mysticism into realism by the efficacy of her sacraments. No more signs, no more figures whose strength is not in grace, and which do not really give what they promise! Faith animates all, makes all in some sort visible and palpable; even the parables of Jesus Christ take a body and a soul. They show, at Jeru- salem, the house of the wicked rich m…

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1913 · PDF PAGE 557

The Equinox (Volume I, Number X)

…sult of that struggle is balance in progress, and the devil always con- tributes, despite himself, to the glory of St. Michael. Physical love is the most perverse of all fatal passions. It is the anarchist of anarchists; it knows neither law, duty, truth nor justice. It would make the maiden walk over the corpses of her parents. It is an irrepressible intoxication; a furious madness. It is the vertigo of fatality seeking new victims; the cannibal drunkenness of Saturn who wishes to 1 Not the sculptor.—TRANS. s2 259

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1929 · PDF PAGE 142

Moonchild

…y and wholesome, on a few nights, it had no frown or rigour. Day after day the sun had enkindled the still air, and life had danced with love upon the hills. But on the night of her fullness, the moon was tawny and obscure, with a reddish vapour about her, as if she had wrapped herself in a mantle of anger; and the next dawn broke grey with storm, the wind tearing its way across the mountain spine of Italy, as if some horde of demon bandits were raiding the peasantry of the plains. The Butterfly-Net was sheltered from its rage by the crest of P…

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1930 · PDF PAGE 71

Magick in Theory and Practice (Section 3)

…e God upon whom they prey to enter into enjoyment of existence through the Sacrament of dividual “Life” (Bread — the flesh of BESZ) and “Love” (Wine — the blood or venom of APOPHRASZ). He acclaims His Angel as having “eaten of the Fruit of the Tree of Knowledge of Good and Evil”; otherwise, having become wise (in the 275 —

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1919 · PDF PAGE 458

The Equinox (Volume III, Number I)

…don Opinion. “A competent master of words and rhythms. . . . His esoteric style is unreasonably obscure from an intelligent plain poetry-lover’s standpoint."—Morning Leader. “A charming volume of poems, Pagan glamour. . . passion and vigour. . ‘Sigurd’s Songs’ are commendable for dealing with ‘the ail too largely neglected ‘Scandinavian theology.. A scholarly disciple. . The entire volume is eminently recommendable.”—Jewish Chronicle. “A gorgeous rhapsody. . Fortunately, there are the police. . On the whole, we cannot help regretting that such …

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1906 · PDF PAGE 65

Collected Works (Vol. II)

…— ‘* To suffer woes which hope thinks infinite; To forgive wrongs darker than death or night ; To defy power which seems omnipotent ; To love, and bear ; to hope till hope creates From its own wreck the thing it contem- plates ; Neither to change, nor falter, nor repent : This, like thy glory, Titan, is to be Good, great, and joyous, beautiful, and free: This is alone Life, Joy, Empire, and Vic- tory,” 3 The last phrase pealed trumpet-wise: he sank back into thought. ‘‘ Yes,” he said slowly, ‘‘ neither to change, nor falter, nor repent.” I move…

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1913 · PDF PAGE 5

The Writing On the Ground

…Their (men’s) eyes for beauty are but sightless holes, Spurned in the dust, Uranian passion lies. Dull fools decree the sweet unfruitful love, In Hellas counted more than half divine, Less than half human now.’” And again :— “0, food to my starved eyes, (That gaze unmoved on wanton charms of girls) Fair as the lad on Latmian hills asleep.’ 5

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