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1910 · PDF PAGE 42

Ambergris

… and fire are recreate. With air uniting fire and water, The springtide’s unbegotten daughter Blossoms in oceans of blue air, Flowers of new spring to bear. The sorrowful twin fishes glide Silent and sacred into sleep ; The joyful Ram exalts his pride, Seeing the forehead of the deep Glow from his palace, as the sun Leaps to the spring, whose coursers run Flaming before their golden master, As death and winter and disaster Fall from the Archer’s bitter kiss Fast to their mute abyss. The pale sweet blooms of lotus burn ; The scent of spring is i…

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1930 · PDF PAGE 17

Magick in Theory and Practice (Section 3)

…, p. 137. Liber CVL A Treatise on the Nature of Deathy and the proper attitude to be taken towards it. Published in “The International”, New York, 1917. Liber CXI (Aleph). The B00k of Wisdom or Folly. An extended and elaborate commentary on the Book of the Law, in the form of a letter from the Master Therion to his magical son. Contains some of the deepest secrets of initiation, with a clear solution of many cosmic and ethical problems. Unpublished. Liber CL. De Lege Libellum. 221

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1904 · PDF PAGE 4

Mr. Crowley and The Creeds

…t of modern Agnostics. None of these deal with Christianity at all, save for a chance and casual word. I look forward with pleasure to a new History of England, in which it will be pointed out how the warlike enthusiasm aroused by the Tibetan expedition led to the disastrous plunge into the Boer War ; disastrous because he separa- tion of the Transvaal which resulted therefrom left us so weak that we fell an easy prey to William the Conqueror. Our Novelist should really make a strong effort to materialise his creation in “ The Napoleon of Notti…

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1919 · PDF PAGE 303

The Equinox (Volume III, Number I)

…ce and vulgarity across the steppes of Russia. Mr. Poole is not very deep, and he is exceptionally stagnant, with a thick green slime of New England prejudice on his surface. Even for a journalist he is appalling. Think of using words like “destructed”! It deserves what he calls “le peine de mort.” His method is to accumulate details, none of which he understands. There is no hint of vision. There is no understanding of Russia. There is nothing but interviews with uninteresting people, whose consciousness does not in any way represent them, or,…

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1899 · PDF PAGE 177

Jephthah and Other Mysteries

…In Love’s a cure For Fortune’s hate ; In Love ’s a lure Shall laugh at Fate; We have tolled Death’s knell ; All streams are pure; We are new-create; All’s well, all’s well! We have God to endure, we are very sure All ’s well! In such wise rang the challenge unto Death With clear high eloquence and happy breath, So did a brave sad heart grow glad again 155 And mock the riddle that the dead Sphinx saith. When I am dead, remember me for this That I bade workers work, and lovers kiss; Laughed with the Stoic at the dream of pain, And preached with J…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 17

Rodin in Rime

…an unpleasant and unpitiful heap; when its high- well-born brother has shaken hands—not without many years of friendly sparring—with the new pugilist, all his family are very disappointed, for Society takes no notice of them in its (to them unseemly) adulation of the rising star. Their unfraternal feeling may even lead them to employ a sandbagger and a dark night to rid them of this dreamer Joseph. In the case of the success, in the heavy weights, of the Meudon Chicken (M. Rodin will forgive us for the lengths to which we carry our analogy), en…

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1954 · PDF PAGE 134

Magick Without Tears

11 Woolly Pomposities of the Pious "Teacher" Cara Soror, Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the Law. I do not think that it was any new kind of electricity. I think it was the passage itself that has given me neuralgia. It disgusts me beyond words. To put the matter in a nutshell, tersely, concisely, succinctly, the world is being corrupted by all this- Asthmatic Thinking Torpid Thinking Nauseous Thinking Bovine T. Uncertain T. Old-maidish T. Chaw bacon T. Venomous T. Purgative T. Diffuse T. Whelp T. Querulous T. Excretory T. Yahoo T. Rat-…

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1919 · PDF PAGE 311

The Equinox (Volume III, Number I)

THE TANK Here is another: THE NEW PLEASURE Last night I invented a new pleasure, and as I was giving it the first trial an angel and a devil came rushing toward my house. They met at my door and fought with each other over my newly created pleasure; the one crying, “Itis a sin !’—the other, “Itis a virtue!” Good boy! A.C. InpIA AND THE Future. By Wittiam Arcuer. Alfred A. Knopf. $3.50 net. Mr. Arcuer has been through India, I should judge for as much as six weeks, with a typewriter and a provincial third-rate mind. Edmund Burke said: “This mult…

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1904 · PDF PAGE 13

Why Jesus Wept

…ise ; gird on thine armour for thy Christ, o champion of the dying faith in a man dead ! Arm ! arm, and out ; for the young warrior of a new religion is upon thee ; and his number is the number of a man. אלהיסטהרהקרעולהי I. “ I promise Mr. Chesterton / A grand ap-pre-ci-a-ti-on / Of Brixton on Ascen- sion Day ”. The Sword of Song.

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1919 · PDF PAGE 205

The Equinox (Volume III, Number I)

… it is wedded solemnly With the ring of space and eternity, And where the oil, the Holiest Breath, With Its first whisper dedicateth Its new life to a further death. Iwas cold as earth: the night Had given way. One star hung bright Over the church, now gray; I rose up to greet the ray That thrilled through elm and chestnut, lit The grass, made diamonds of it, And bade the weir’s long smile of spray Leap with laughter for the day. The birds woke over all the weald; The sullen peasants slouched afield; The lilies swayed before the breeze That mur…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 458

Confessions of Aleister Crowley

…ral cunning developed by centuries of experience inspired them to a final effort to regain their lost prestige and power. They adopted a new policy. They ceased to oppose openly the advance of science and the associated ethical and political principles which science indicated. They clipped the claws of the Lion of Enlightenment by establishing an unspoken convention to the effect that it was bad form to insist upon applying the new ideas to practical politics. The Church of England was to retain its official status in spite of its spiritual dea…

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1899 · PDF PAGE 60

Tale of Archais

…my king, and I in thee ; We have life hard by its chill throat, to choke Its petty gasping pleasures, and to see The ancient altars with new incense smoke : We are supreme to watch the universe Waiting to crash together at the curse Of God let drop upon it like the light, In one sharp agony of glory, spent Through the thick misty æther, when the night Slips her loose robe from sea and continent. Calm, and suspiring thinner air then these, We are alone to linger at our ease

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1899 · PDF PAGE 61

Tale of Archais

… and low, And your rose feet desire my silver feet, And your arms meet and hold me ever—so. You must remember when with feet of fire The New Moon flamed upon the crystal night, And your desire was touched of my desire, And both grew one delirious delight And I was made your wife for ever—so. How you lay close to me, your head quite low In the warm pillow where my head had lain, And I, as a young heifer newly slain, With soft tears wept and waited for your kiss, And knew the exquisite delight of pain Borne for love’s sake—so lazily as this For e…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 156

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…th the wand uprarsed, Wonder and worship! Sing to me the song Of the extreme spring! Rejoice in my great streneth And infinite youth and new fertility, And lave your foreheads in this holy milk That springs, the fountain of humanity, Luminous in the temple! Raise the hymn. Cuorus. Through fields of foam ungarnered sweeps The fury of the wind of dawn ; Through fiery desolation creeps The water of the wind withdrawn. With fire and water consecrate The foam and fire are recreate. With air uniting fire and water, The springtide’s unbegotten daughte…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 52

Moonchild

…aphing thoughts, and would probably have gone fishing for the Absolute if he had only thought of it! He was a prop to the editors of the New York Sunday Newspapers, and was at present engaged on writing a scenario for moving pictures in which he was to incorporate the facts of psychical research. Nobody in the world was better aware than he that everything reliable could be packed into a single reel, and rattle, but he had undauntedly contracted for a series of fifty five-part pictures. He chewed his chocolate — his latest specific for averting…

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1899 · PDF PAGE 8

An Appeal to the American Republic

…ids gleam and shiver, And calm rebuilds her empire bye-and-bye. For joy of this alliance all the earth Forgets her day of dearth, In her new birth forgets, and maddens into mirth. The stars swing censers of pale gold to God, Whose incense is the love-song of the free ; Angels with mercy and with beauty shod Move in the mazes of an Eden, trod Not by the seemly spirits of the sea, But by brave men built wholly of desire And freedom’s mystic fire, To clothe its habitants with glorious attire. 6

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1910 · PDF PAGE 62

Ambergris

… While morn is cold and gray ! So match thy blushes to the dawn ; Thy bosom to the rising moon, Until our loves to earth have drawn Some new bewitching tune. Come, Gretchen, in the dusk of day, Where nymphs and dryads creep away Beneath the oaks, to laugh and play And sink in lover’s swoon. We’ll sing them sister songs, and show What secrets mortal lovers know.

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1954 · PDF PAGE 7

Magick Without Tears

…at of Body 198 28 Need to Define "God" and "Self" 202 29 What Is Certainty? 209 30 Do You Believe in God? 215 31 Religion: Is Thelema a "New Religion"? 218 32 How Can a Yogi Ever Be Worried? 220 33 The Golden Mean 223 34 The Tao (1) 227 35 The Tao (2) 231 36 Quo Stet Olympus: Where the Gods 240 and Angels Live 37 Death-Fear-Magical Memory 242 38 Woman-Her Magical Formula 247 39 Prophecy 255 40 Coincidence 265 41 Are We Reincarnations of the 271 Ancient Egyptians? 42 This "Self" Introversion 274 43 The Holy Guardian Angel: 279 An Objective Indiv…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 76

Orpheus

…sullen past, And tune its pain to tears, its peace to sing. The earth’s lips cling To the child’s bosom, and low smiles revive ; Love is new-born upon the golden hour, And all the life of all the exultant spring Breathes in the wind that wakes the world alive Into the likeness of a flower. 77

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1905 · PDF PAGE 97

Orpheus

… flowers, The many-fruited bowers, The lustred lilies and arboreal scent And fresh young element Of blood in every osseous vein of time, New senses more sublime! Should it not be that the ill days are past And my soul lost at last, Lost in thy bosom who art mother of all Ere the first was, to fall After the end. And then, O soul endued (In this my solitude) With all the thousand elements of life, Shall I not call thee wife ? O Muse long wooed! Long called to in the forest, on the mountain, Reached after in the fountain, Grasped in the slumberou…

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