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…s, believe it, sirs We are not so feeble ! — But death anyhow Cuts and not loosens the entangled life. Be mine the harder and the better way, The single chance : not hope ; appeal no more ; Hardly the arrowy wisdom of despair ; Hardly the cowardice or courage yet To drift, nor cursing nor invoking God. 126
…; Made to crushobstinately sure To print him in thine heart, thy paramour ! On shining shoulder and soft rounded throat Thy posed head swaysstrange grace of melilote ! With a triumphant air and mild Thou passest on thy way, majestic child !
…clear. The result of all this gives me a feeling that I have arrived at the End and also at the Beginning at the same time. This (by the way) seems the usual experience of the be- ginner; no sooner does he get a result, any result, than he immediately thinks he is at the end. But V.I.O. is evidently not to be deceived in that way, for he goes on: Now, had I really arrived at the End, it seems reasonable to suppose I should not be here writing this. My body and mind are at any rate still in existence as a body and mind. But, as these are admitte…
…is climbing volcanoes in Mexico or traversing the vast snowfields of Kinchinjunga, edit- ing a paper or playing golf, he proceeds on his way with swiftness and passion. In Ceylon he was a Buddhist. In Paris he was the beloved of Rodin. Wherever he may be he must lead the way. Whilst Maeterlinck was delicately suggesting that there was more in magic than most of us imagined, Crowley was saturating himself in all the mystical works of the middle ages. He learnt Magic as certainly no living man has ever learnt it. Eighteen months ago he started a …
… Fate Read thou my name, the soaring soul That seeks the supreme, sunless goal ! And thou, great Sekhet, roar ! Confront the lion in the way ! Thy calm indomitable eyes Lift once, and look, and pierce, and slay !
…spute the scaur: All’s one intolerable grey. Black Ilyns, grey rocks, white hills of snow! No flower, no colour: life is not. This is no way for men to go From Severn-mouth to Camelot. Despair, the world upon his speed, Drive (like a lion from his den Whom hunger hunts) the man at need, Sir Palamede the Saracen.
… a billiard table, the old gentleman preferred it to the corridor and confined his amusements to the gunroom. Even before that, he had always stopped at the Pylon of the corridor which marked off from the rest of the house the wing which was consecrated to Abra-Melin. I have never discovered any explanation of these noises. We used to listen at the door of the gun room, and the bead would roll merrily up and down the table with untiring energy. The moment we opened the door the noise would stop; but there would be no visible cause. During my ab…
…a’s lap : “ Hi, Mister, your wheel’s goin’ round !” Though Jack may be followed by Jill, On the slope, a man’s claret to tap ; There’s a way that is made by a will, Like a river turned on from a tap. You may cover the whole of the map, Your face with the sunlight is browned, You smile when boys shout, with a clap,! Hi, Mister, your wheel’s goin’ round !” Thus good is the converse of ill (Such truths are the moralist’s pap), And turbot makes excellent brill ; Verse goes with a tang and a snap. 1 The phrase is adverbial.
Though one by one the heroes fall, Their desperate way they slowly win, And knightly cry and comrade-call Rise high above the savage din. Now, now they land, a dwindling crew ; Now, now fresh armies hem them round. They cleave their blood-bought avenue, And cluster on the upper ground. Ah! but dawn’s dreadful front uprears ! The tall towers blaze, to illume the fight; While many a myriad heathen spears March northward at the earliest light. Falls thy last comrade at thy feet, O lordly-souled Sir Palamede? Tearing the savage from his seat, He le…
…ich hâve their peculiar unity. ïi is of the utmost importance to tlie “Clairvoyant” or Hraveller in the fine body to be able to find bis way to any desired plane, and operate therein as itts rnler. The Neopliyte of A.*. A.’, is examined most strictly in tliis practice before he is passed to the degree of Zelaîor. In “Rising on the Planes” one must usuallv pass clear through the Astral to the Spiritual. Sonie will be unable to do this. The “fine body” which is good enough to subsist on lower planes, a shadow among shadows, will fail to penetrate…
…rected Kenneth Ward's actions for years that he might be the means of the discovery, and arranged every detail of the incident in such a way that I should understand it as I did. Yes; this involves a theory of the powers of the Secret Chiefs so romantic and unreasonable that it seems hardly worth a smile of contempt. As it happens, an almost parallel phenomenon came to pass ten years later. I propose to quote it here in order to show that the most ordinary events, apparently disconnected, are in fact only intelligible by postulating some such p…
…th.) 1 [Actually a million billion (British) or a million trillion (American).] 2 [A Buddhist concept, Pali sammasati.] There is another Way that we may take, if we will; I say “another,” though it seems perhaps to some no more than a development of the other which happens to be proper to some people. Even in the first Way, it is of all things necessary to begin by exploring one’s own Nature, so as to discover what its pecul iarities are; this is accomplished partly by introspection, but prin cipally by Right Recollection1 2 of the whole phan…
…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 on this tight coil of bliss, Swift clasp of Rodin’s magical mind love-witted, See all creation fade; abide, one kiss. Then to my own soul’s bow this shaft be fitted; Thank God for all, seeing that all is this! 33 F
vii CONTENTS ROSA COELI. To my wife 1 ABJAD-I-ALAIN. To the memory of Alain Lutiy 16 THE HERMIT. To Cecil Jones 22 THE WIZARD WAY. To J. F. C. Fuller 24 THE WINGS. To Dot 34 THE GARDEN OF JANUS To V. B. Neuburg 35 THE TWO SECRETS To Mary Waska 45 THE PRIESTESS OF PANORMITA. To Hilda Howard 47 THE HAWK AND THE BABE. To Raymond Radclyffe 55 THE DUELLISTS. To Norah Moore 57 ATHOR AND ASAR. To Frank Harris 60 AFTER JUDGMENT. To Ophelia L 61 THE FIVE ADORATIONS. To Gerald Pinsent 64 TELEPATHY. To Euphemia L 65 THE SWIMMER. To Norman Mudd 72…
26 THE WIZARD WAY Mixed with fat of many a maid Slain by the inchauntments cold Of the witches wild and old. He had crucified a toad In the basilisk abode, Muttering the Runes averse Mad with many a mocking curse. He had traced the serpent sigil In his ghastly virgin vigil. Sursum cor ! the elfin hill, Where the wind blows deadly chill From the world that wails beneath Deaths black throat and lipless teeth There he had stoodhis bosom bare Tracing life upon the Air With the crook and with the flail Lashing forward on the gale, Till its blade …
…stray , The hands that do not bless That men forever may Feel my caress .” Afternoon . W E cannot , like the wise men three , W Journey away to seek and see , But we can keep with feast and mirth The winter blossoming of earth ; Nor shut our doors , for we may then Shut out the travelling Wise Men , Who always tread the mazy way Age after age , upon this day , Singing the carol of the star . Their looks are bright . “ Follow !" they say “ Hand in hand from near and far ," And as we , brothers that we are , Shake our heads and turn away , Wonder…
… and wiping his blade he kissed it and went on, knowing that his luck should now be ill. And ill it was, for a tem ple was set up in his way , and there he saw the grisly Goat enthroned. But he knew better than to judge a goat from a goat’s head and hoofs. And the first week he s acrificed to that goat 1 a crown every day. The second a p hallus. The third a silver vase of blood. The fourth a roy al sceptre. The fifth a sword. The sixth a heart. The seventh a garland of flowers. The eighth a grass-snake. The ninth a sickle. And the tenth week di…
…at crisis. On the other hand, however, there is the circumstance that his time has been spent in three very distinct manners: the Secret Way of the Initiate, the Path of Poetry and Philosophy, and the Open Sea of Romance and Adventure. It is indeed not unusual to find the first two, or the last two, elements in the molecule of a man: Byron exemplifies this, and Poe that. But is is rare indeed for so strenuous and out-of-doors a life to be associated with such profound devotion to the arts of the quietist; and in this particular instance all thr…
…ght from any outward sense, A monument of earnest patience! “Sire!” (a disciple dared at length to say) “That wicked person took another way.” “Wide is the desert,” said the saintly seer: “ But this is certain, that he must come here.” ALEISTER CROWLEY. 291
…ght from any outward sense, A monument of earnest patience! “Sire!” (a disciple dared at length to say) “That wicked person took another way.” “Wide is the desert,” said the saintly seer: “ But this is certain, that he must come here.” ALEISTER CROWLEY. 291