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1930 · PDF PAGE 43

Magick in Theory and Practice (Section 4)

… find himself totally transformed. And it may be that our présent dazzled bewilderment is due to our récogni¬ tion of the existence of a new dimension of thought, which seems so “inscrutably infinité” and “absurd” and “immoral”, etc. — because we hâve not studied it long enough to appreciate that its laws are identical with our own, though extended to new conceptions. The discovery of radioactivi'ty created a momentary chaos in chemistry and physics; but it soon led to a fuller interprétation of the old ideas. It dispersed many difficultés, har…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 51

Oracles

…t in her heart my sorceress has songs more sinful, that I learn As she sings slowly all their shame, and makes me tingle with delight At new debaucheries, whose might rekindles blood and bone to flame. The circle gathers. Negresses howl in the naked dance, and wheel On poinard-blades of poisoned steel, and weep out blood in agonies ; Strange beast and reptile writhe ; the song grows high and melancholy now ; The perfume savours every brow with lust unutterable of wrong. Clothed with my flower-bride I sit, a harlot in a harlot’s dress, And laugh…

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1913 · PDF PAGE 105

Cambridge Poets 1900–1913

…outh As mariners might sell Then my heart turns where no sun burns , To lands of glittering rain , To fields beneath low - clouded skies New - widowed of their grain , And Autumn leaves like blood and gold That strew a Gloucester lane . Oh well I know sweet Hellas now , And well I knew it then , When I with starry lads walked out But ah, for home again ! Was I not bred in Gloucestershire , One of the Englishmen ! 86

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1901 · PDF PAGE 95

The Mother’s Tragedy

…e blue seas; Eyes that understand, the slaughters Of a thousand ecstasies Re-embodied, as they wrought us Garlands of strange sorceries; New desires and mystic passion Infinite, of starry fashion; The mysterious desire Of the subtle formless fire. Vainly may the Tyanzean Throw his misconceiving eye SI

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1910 · PDF PAGE 78

The Winged Beetle

…p horns ; his grape distilled A liquor harsh and florid. Our cool sweet kisses throbbed and thrilled From temperate to torrid. Yea ; the new wine burns up our brain. Like molten gold our kisses rain. The month of love had curled our lips In tense perverted fancies :

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1929 · PDF PAGE 53

Confessions of Aleister Crowley

…m of mnemonic "learning". In October I entered the university, taking rooms at 16 St. John's Street. From that moment begins an entirely new chapter in my life. {106} 12 When I went up to Cambridge in the October term of 1895, I had the sensation of drawing a long deep breath as one does after swimming under water or (an even better analogy) as one does after bracing oneself against the pain inflicted by a dentist. I could not imagine anything better in life. I found myself suddenly in an entirely new world. I was part of the glories of the pas…

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1930 · PDF PAGE 33

Magick in Theory and Practice (Section 3)

…d to aggrandise himself by predatory practices. He may indeed prosper for a while, but in the end he must perish, especially when with a new Aeon a new Word is pro- claimed which he cannot and will not hear, so that he is handi- capped by trying to use an obsolète method of Magick, like a man with a boomerang in a battle where every one else has a rifle. 9. The Grade of Adeptus Major confers Magical Powers (strictly so-called) of the second rank. His work is to use these to support the authority of the Exempt Adept his superior. (This is not to…

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1898 · PDF PAGE 28

Songs of the Spirit

… and green And violet and the hues innumerable Lesser than these, and gave man hope at last With the invariable law of death Abundant in new life, and having filled The world with music, dost demand of us “ Is my work meaningless ? ” O thou, supreme, Thou, First and Last, most inconceivable All-radiating Unity, thou sphere All-comprehensive, all-mysterious, Spirit of Life and Death, bow down and hear ! [Bends deeper and prays silently. The flame grows duller, and finally leaves the room in absolute darkness. Curtain. 18

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1903 · PDF PAGE 112

Alice: An Adultery

…me in spirit to her side And lie like love ; and she at eventide Swore to seek me and gather one by one The threads of labyrinthine love new spun, Cretan for monstrous shadows serpent-eyed. So the last kiss passed like a poison-pain, Knowing we might not ever kiss again. Mad tears fell fast : “ Next year ! ” in cruel distress We sobbed, and stretched our arms out, and despaired, And—parted. Out the brute-side of truth flared ; “ Thank God I’ve finished with that foolishness ! ” 92

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1910 · PDF PAGE 174

The World’s Tragedy

… NIGHT. I2I To grind thee in the mills of martyrdom, That at last thy spirit may fully come To understand and to repent — Else might thy new-born strength relent And all thy father’s hate corrode Thy will, as the breath of a bloat toad Might rot the lungs of a young child. Then were indeed the earth defiled And the sole seedling that must lurk In the desert world — waste by thy Work — Itself its loveliness transplant To a flawless field whose grace should grant Life to that bright inhabitant. ISSA These eyes are blind with blood and tears ; The…

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1913 · PDF PAGE 146

Cambridge Poets 1900–1913

…f trees Await not in some nether depth of time The reinsurgence of their reign of sleep , When men shall hail them once again with joy A new land watching o' er the unknown sea . 127

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1922 · PDF PAGE 387

Diary of a Drug Fiend

… his further existence. At the time, Evan was acting as secretary to old Simeon Deaves, famed as the possessor of the “ tightest wad” in New York. Now certain individuals had designs upon old Simeon and his hoard, and amongst them was the forcible and beautiful object of Evan’s affections. Like The Owl Taxis, it goes with a splendid snap, and is packed with exciting and humorous incidents. ROSEANNE Madame Albanesi The author calls this an “ old-fashioned story.” It does not concern itself with sex or any other problems, but is just a lively, we…

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1913 · PDF PAGE 123

Cambridge Poets 1900–1913

…erns the drowsy snake Is conscious of his solitude . Then as your sorcery declines Elaborate your pomp the more , So shall your gorgeous new designs Crown your beneficence before . 104

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1929 · PDF PAGE 498

Confessions of Aleister Crowley

…despite indignant attempts to banish it. An hour or so later, I heard my name shouted. I jumped up and found no trace of the shouter. I knew the voice must come from a boat, and ran up and down the island furiously. Still nothing in sight. It must have been half an hour before we found each other, though looking everywhere, and the island being quite small. Whitehead had brought his wife and her sister with various luxuries to mitigate the austerity of the fare traditionally proper to hermits, and one of these was --- prawns! On August 19th, I …

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1905 · PDF PAGE 33

Oracles

…shine, and her whole soul clips My soul—I kissed out life, within her hair Upon her lips. We parted lips from lips and soul from soul To new strange passions in unholy lands, Where love’s breath chars and scorches like a coal. So she is dead to-day—the sweet bells toll A lost, lost soul, a soul in Satan’s bands, A lost, lost soul ! 28

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1912 · PDF PAGE 19

Mortadello

…e- guiles. Why do we love the rude, the rancid and the rotten, The crazy and the crude ? Familiar things forgotten ! We are but ghosts renewed, not infants new-begotten. T

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1905 · PDF PAGE 264

Collected Works (Vol. I)

TANNHAUSER 257 You, ladies! Are your faces painted thus Not to hide wrinkles of debauchery? To catch new lovers? LANDGRAVE. Stop the lying mouth! Friends, your sword-service ! TANNHAUSER. Will they answer you? My arm is weary as your souls are not Of beastliness: I have drawn my father’s sword, Hard as your virtue is the easy sort, Heavy to handle as your loves are light, Smooth as your lies, and sharper than your hates ! I know you! Cowards to the very bone! [Driving them out. Who fights me, of this sworded company? Cannot my words have sting …

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1898 · PDF PAGE 43

Jephthah

JEPHTHAH. 39 That shall see freedom smile on us, and peace, And victory, and new hours of happiness, CHORUS OF SOLDIERS. Out of the waters of the sea Our father Abraham beheld The lamp of heaven arise and be The monarch quenchless and unquelled ; But we on this far Syrian shore See dawn upon the mountains pour. The limit of the snows is bright ; As spears that glitter shine the hills ; The foaming forehead of the light All air with cloudy fragrance fills ; And, born of desolation blind, The young sweet summer burns behind. The Altar of the Lord…

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1899 · PDF PAGE 81

Tale of Archais

THE TALE OF ARCHAIS 73 Freedom regained, more manly grows the brow ; He is again the free, the bold, the lover ! Far o’er the green his new-starred eyes discover A kirtle glancing in the breeze, a foot That lightly dances, though the skies be mute Of music. Forth she flies, the distant dove, And calls the woodland birds to sing of love ; Forth leaps the stag and calls his mates ; the stream Flashes a silver sunbeam, a gold gleam Of leaping laughter, that the fish may know The goodly tidings ; all the woodlands glow With olive and pure silver an…

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1904 · PDF PAGE 17

Why Jesus Wept

WHY JESUS WEPT 3 That Crowley, ever versatile And lord of many a new bad style Should still in’s gun have one more cartridge, And who Ixtaccihuatl’s smart ridge Achieved should still be full of mettle To go up Popocatapetl. As song then chills or aches or burns, The metre shall slew round by turns. The gross and bestial demand prose. (Glance at the page, lass, stop your nose, And turn to where short lines proclaim That purity has won the game !) But stow your prudery, wives and mothers, You know as much muck as — those others ! Your modest home…

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