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1910 · PDF PAGE 462

The Equinox (Volume I, Number IV)

…d unto the tideless sea, That the keen whisper of the wind May bring him that which never men Knew—on the quest, the quest, rides he! So long to seek, so far to find ! So weary was the knight, his limbs Were slack as new-slain dove’s; his knees No longer gripped the charger rude. Listless, he aches ; his purpose swims Exhausted in the oily seas Of laxity and lassitude. The soul subsides; its serious motion Still throbs ; by habit, not by will. And all his lust to win the quest Is but a passive-mild devotion. (Ay! soon the blood shall run right …

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1910 · PDF PAGE 128

The World’s Tragedy

…non in a formidable bray. The stable is lighted by two torches held respectively by an old and withered hag, her two remai- ning teeth — long yellow fangs — exposed in a grin ; and by a blue faced baboon, who revels in his corner in the filth. THE HAG, addressing the baboon. Ho ! her time is not yet come ; We may dance together, dear. Say, how beautiful art thou With thy shining shame protruding ! Darling, apeling, why so glum ? Turn away that rosy sphere ; Show me the delicious brow Ever brooding, ever brooding

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1905 · PDF PAGE 110

Oracles

…ing through day towards night, Craving the perfumed light Of the stars lustrous, and the gem-born moon. Dewy with clustered diamond, The long land swoons to sleep ; the sea sleeps and yet wakes beyond. Here, in the crescent beach and bay, the sea, Curven and carven in warm shapes of dream, Answers the love-song of the lilied stream, And moves to bridal music. Stern and free, I05

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1906 · PDF PAGE 31

Gargoyles

…houting for rapture over his prize, The maiden body of earth. Outrun The violent rays; the dawn is dashed In one swift moment into dust. Long lies the land with sunlight splashed, Brutally violate to his lust. Alone and naked I watched through The appalling hours of noon; I parched; I blistered: all the ghastly crew Of mind’s sick horror mocked me; arched Tike flaming vault of hell and pressed Its passionate murder in my breast. Seven times I strove to slay me: filled My mouth with sand to choke my breath. In vain! No loftier purpose willed The…

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1906 · PDF PAGE 83

Gargoyles

…own me a bearded Sar Bull-breasted by my sleek Semiramis! Did you not hear those men below? They spoke Of one I think you have forgotten long; Talked of his ruined life—half as a joke— But I— But I—it is my whole heart’s song! I love you when I think of his pale lips Twitching, and all his curls of gold awry; Your smile of poison as he sighs and sips; Your half-scared laughter as his heart-beats die— Let him creep on, a shattered, ruined thing! A ship dismasted on a dreadful sea! And you—afar—some word of largesse fling Pitifully worded for mor…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 128

Collected Works (Vol. I)

… of hell; that of the south The songs I sung. Forget that I have trampled flowers, And worn the crown Of thorns of roses in the hours So long dropped drown. Forget, O white-faced maid, that I Have dallied long In classic bowers and mystery Of classic song. Eros and Aphrodite now I can forget, Placing upon thy maiden brow Love’s coronet, Wake from the innocent dear sleep Of childhood’s life : An English maiden must not weep To be a wife. So shall our love bridge space, and bring The tender breath Of sun and moon and stars that sing To gladden De…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 146

Oracles

…houghts aye fixed on Law, the fame of that con-centred shall endure. By Earnestness, by centred thought, by self restraint, by suffering long, Let the wise man an island build against the fatal current strong. Fools follow after vanity, those men of evil wisdom’s sect ; But the wise man doth earnestness, a precious talisman, protect.

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1929 · PDF PAGE 26

Confessions of Aleister Crowley

26 shifty Joe --- but a boy. (I was twelve years old and quite ignorant of all sexual matters till long after.) Also I had "held a mock prayer meeting". This I remembered. I had strolled up to a group of boys in the playground, who were indeed holding one. As they saw me one said, "Brother Crowley will now lead us in prayer." Brother Crowley was too wary and walked away. But instead of doing what a wise boy would have done: gone straight to the head and accused them of forty-six distinct unmentionable crimes, I let things slide. So, fearing tha…

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1922 · PDF PAGE 256

Diary of a Drug Fiend

242 The Diary of a Drug Fiend We have been living so long at such a terrific bat, life is intolerable on any other terms. I don’t feel any physical need of drugs any more. On the contrary, I feel a delightful bodily buoyancy at having got free. It’s an extraordinary thing, too, how normal appetite has returned. We've been eating five meals a day, one feeding like forty instead of Words- worth’s forty feeding like one. We had been starving ourselves for months, and we had to make up for it. The most delicious sensation of all is the re-birth of …

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1922 · PDF PAGE 205

Diary of a Drug Fiend

…la. Youcan take this if you like, and when you like. I merely put it up to you as a sort of sporting proposition that you should see how long you can manage to keep off it. But I trust you to make a note of the exact time when you decide on a sniff, and I trust you to tell me the truth. Get it out of your mind once for all that I disapprove of your taking it. It’s entirely your business, not mine. But it’s every one’s business to be true to himself; and you must regard me as a mere convenience, an old hand at the game whose experience may be of…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 97

Ambergris

…sepulchre of day. The moon is up : upon the prow We stand and watch the moon. A star is lustred on your brow ; Your lips begin a tune, A long, low tune of love that swells Little by little, and lights

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1898 · PDF PAGE 11

White Stains

…ymouth Brother, have scared their illiterate, since hypocrisy was born, with Abel, and spiritual tyranny, with Jehovah ! Society, in the long

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1902 · PDF PAGE 81

Tannhäuser

…ords, Imagination, and the toadstool growth, Thought, wounded ; as a scorpion to sting Its own bruised life out. This is Tannhauser! How long ago since he took pleasure in Such love— [-(4 horn winds. such music as yon horn below— \A chant is heard. Such worship as the simple chant that steals Calm and majestic in the solitude Up from the valley. Pilgrims, by my fay ! \Enter Pilgrims. Pilgrims. Hail to Thee, Lady bright, Queen of the stars of night ! Ave Maria ! 79

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1910 · PDF PAGE 80

The Winged Beetle

…own a minion. Yea ; we are come from the bright God To some most desolate abode. Or is it crowned, thrice crowned, we are ? Crowned with long thorns sharp-gleaming, So that bright blood jets out afar From starry brains a-streaming ? Yea ! in our night there shines a star Beyond our dearest dreaming. Yea ; there is born a fearful light Proceeding from the Infinite. However that may be, ’tis clear What duty bids endeavour : To find you out in London, dear,— A ‘ now ’ is worth a ‘ never ’ !— To make to-day a heaven of cheer, And make to-day ‘ for …

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1907 · PDF PAGE 67

Konx Om Pax

…er nose, and by and by up comes “well, I won’t say a —-, but a lady of no reputation,” and says, By Gosh, king, why don't we go and give long armed Bhishma and that crowd Johnny up the Orchard? All right, saucy! says Brahmadatta, 'ow are we goin’ to cross the blooming ditch? Keep your hair on, old cock, chirps the darling of India’s teeming but unsaved population. Step aside a mo, and let the Dauntless Daisy of the Deccan Drains perform. See here, boys, I’m a—well, what a flapper grows up to be if she ’5 good l—and I’ve been a real good ’un and …

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1899 · PDF PAGE 39

Tale of Archais

…from his goal ; his cloak he stripped, Then in the waves his sudden body dipped, And with his strenuous hands the emerald water gripped. Long had he struggled (for Poseidon’s hand Heaped foam against him) toward the seemly strand, But that Love’s Mother, journeying from Rome, Passed in her car the swimmer, while her home Scarce yet was glimmering o’er the waste wide sea, Against whose wrath he strove so silently ; Whom now beholding, checked her eager team, Dipped to the foam from which she sprang, whose gleam Bore the sweet mirage of her eyes,…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 430

The Equinox (Volume I, Number III)

…g a baby at her breast, Drunk and debauched, one solid stench, But carrying a silver lute. ’Boardeth her, nor doth baulk nor blench, And long abideth brute by brute Amid the unsavoury denizens, Until his melodies uproot The oaks, lure lions from their dens, Turn rivers back, and still the spleen Of serpents and of Saracens. Thus then equipped, he quits the quean, And in a city fair and wide Calls up with music wild and keen The Questing Marvel to his side. Then do the sportful city folk About his lonely stance abide: Making their holiday, they …

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1910 · PDF PAGE 430

The Equinox (Volume I, Number IV)

…g a baby at her breast, Drunk and debauched, one solid stench, But carrying a silver lute. ’Boardeth her, nor doth baulk nor blench, And long abideth brute by brute Amid the unsavoury denizens, Until his melodies uproot The oaks, lure lions from their dens, Turn rivers back, and still the spleen Of serpents and of Saracens. Thus then equipped, he quits the quean, And in a city fair and wide Calls up with music wild and keen The Questing Marvel to his side. Then do the sportful city folk About his lonely stance abide: Making their holiday, they …

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1905 · PDF PAGE 95

Orpheus

… a wreath ! Death is not for ye any more, for I am the Master of Death!” PARABASIS As I sit in the sound Of the wash of the surf, On the long low ground, The trees and the turf ; In front the profound, The warrior seas, Upstirred of the breeze, By the far reef bound— I know the low music of love, I feel the sweet murmur in me, My soul is in tune with the sea. The stars are above me, The rocks are below me, The sea is around! Great Gods that love me Lead me, and show me . Their powers profound. Their lightnings move me To stir me, to throw me As…

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1913 · PDF PAGE 123

Cambridge Poets 1900–1913

…indow slant your hand And sidle up the garden stair ; Cherish each flower in all the land With soft encroachments of cool air . Lay your long fingers on the sea And shake your shadow at the sun , Darkly reminding him that he Relieve you when your work is done . Rally your wizardries , and wake A noonday panic cold and rude , Till ' neath the ferns 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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