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1906 · PDF PAGE 169

Collected Works (Vol. II)

ASCENSION DAY 163 745 750 735 760 765 770 775 That worthy Yankee millionaire, And wealthy nephews, young and fair, The pleasing Crawfords ! Lost ! Lost! Lost ! % “The Holy Spirit, friend! beware !” Ah ! ten days yet to Pentecost ! The reader Come that, I promise you—-but stay ! may hope. At-present ’tis Ascension Day ! At least your faith should be content. Summary. I quarrel not with this event. Reader os: The supernatural element? chapel. ° I deny nothing—at the term It is just Nothing I affirm. The fool (with whom is wisdom, deem The Scriptu…

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1909 · PDF PAGE 68

John St. John

5.40. 557- 6.30. 7.10. THE EQUINOX But it has done no good as far as energy is concerned. I’m just as bad or worse than I was on the day which I have called the day of Apophis (third day). The only thing to my credit is the way I’ve kept the mantra going. One thing at least is good; if anything does come of this great magical retirement—which I am beginning to doubt—it will not be mixed up with any other enthusiasm, poetic, venereal, or bacchanalian. It will be purely mystici But as it has not happened yet—- and just at present it seems incredi…

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1928 · PDF PAGE 90

Little Poems in Prose

XXVI POOR FOLKS’ EYES AH, you would like to know why I hate you to-day; it would doubtless be less easy for you to understand than for me to explain, for you are, I think, the finest example of feminine denseness that one might meet in a long day’s march. We had passed a long day together which had seemed short to me; we had promised ourselves that we should have all our thoughts in common, and that thenceforward our two souls should be no more than one. A dream which has nothing original about it, after all, unless it be that, imagines by all …

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1913 · PDF PAGE 67

Book 4 (Part II)

… him estimate his strength, and take a vow which is within it, but only just within it. Thus Milo began by carrying a new-born calf; and day by day as it grew into a bull, his strength was found sufficient. Again let it be said that Liber III is a most admirable method for the beginner,' and it will be best, even if he is very confident in his strength, to take the vow for very short periods, beginning with an hour and increasing daily by half-hours until the day is filled. Then let him rest awhile, and attempt a two-day practice; and so on unt…

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1904 · PDF PAGE 28

The Sword of Song

ASCENSION DAY 21 That worthy Yankee millionaire, And wealthy nephews, young and fair, The pleasing Crawfords ! Lost ! Lost ! Lost !78 “The Holy Spirit, friend ! beware !” Ah ! ten days yet to Pentecost ! Come that, I promise you—but stay ! At present ’tis Ascension Day ! At least your faith should be content. I quarrel not with this event. The supernatural element ? I deny nothing—at the term It is just Nothing I affirm. The fool (with whom is wisdom, deem The Scriptures—rightly !) in his heart Saith (silent, to himself, apart) This secret : “\…

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1912 · PDF PAGE 30

Household Gods

My secret, you will understand. You are bound ‘To Adela within the portico, ‘To me upon this ground. By day, in life, adore the Lares, mant By night, in death, make offering to Pan! Can you cut day from night by any endeavour? If so, both life and death were lost for ever. Come, the stream steepens. Crassus. This road leads to hell. Anicta. The way to heaven is shorter. Crassus. Who can tell? ALICIA. I have measured it. Crassus. You, girl? Aurcta. It is not hard. Crassvs. ‘What did you make the height of it? 33 c

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1905 · PDF PAGE 13

Oracles

…D THE SCENES Written By a student at King’s College Hospital IN the hospital bed she lay, Rotting away ! Cursing by night and cursing by day, Rotting away ! The lupus is over her face and head, Filthy and foul and horrid and dread, And her shrieks they would almost wake the dead ; Rotting away ! In her horrible grave she lay, Rotting away ! Rotting by night, and rotting by day, Rotting away ! In the place of her face is a gory hole, And the worms are gnawing the tissues foul, And the devil is gloating over her soul, Rotting away ! 8

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1899 · PDF PAGE 50

Tale of Archais

…d upon him and was ware His form did change, and, writhing from her clasp, Fled hissing outward, a more hateful asp Than India breeds to-day, so terrible Was his despair, so venomous as hell The sudden hate that filled him. So away Knowing not whither, did he flee, till day Dropped her blue pinions, and the night drew on, And sable clouds banked out the weary sun.

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1904 · PDF PAGE 14

The Sword of Song

ASCENSION DAY 7 Panel* in libel I bewail me! (Funny how English seems to fail me!) So, as a surgeon to a man, sir, Let me excise your Christian cancer Impersonally, without vanity, Just in pure love of poor humanity ! Here’s just the chance you’d have ! Behold The warm sun tint with early gold Yon spire : to-day’s event provide My text of wrath—Ascension-tide ! Oh ! ’tis a worthy day to wrest Hate’s diadem from Jesus’ Crest ! Ascends he ? ’Tis the very test By which we men may fairly judge, From the rough roads we mortals trudge Or God’s paths …

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1906 · PDF PAGE 155

Collected Works (Vol. II)

185 190 200 210 te id ov ASCENSION DAY Panel * in libel I bewail me! (Funny how English seems to fail me !) So, as a surgeon to a man, sir, Let me excise your Christian cancer Impersonally, without vanity, Just in pure love of poor humanity ! Here’s just the chance you'd have! Behold The warm sun tint with early gold Yon spire: to-day’s event provide My text of wrath—Ascension-tide ! Oh ! ’tis a worthy day to wrest Hate’s diadem from Jesus’ Crest ! Ascends he? ’Tis the very test By which we men may fairly judge, From the rough roads we mortals …

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1901 · PDF PAGE 41

The Soul of Osiris

THE COURT OF THE PROFANE. 29 LOVE AT PEACE. HE valleys, that are splendid With sun ere day is ended And love-lutes take to tune, See joyless and unfriended The perfect bowstring bended, Whose bow is called the moon. They see the waters slacken And all the sky’s blue blacken, While in the yellow bracken Love lies in death or swoon. The stars arise and brighten ; The summer lightnings lighten, Faint and as midnight mute ; And far white snowfields tighten The iron bands that frighten No fairy’s tender foot. Across the stiller river Stray flowers o…

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1912 · PDF PAGE 171

The Equinox (Volume I, Number VII)

…er of the sea. Horatius had two comrades, and Rome and all its gods. We are worth the three together, if you come to talk of odds! For a day we held up London, and the cursed robber crew, Though they were fifteen hundred, and we were only two. All day we fought the cowards, that dared not break the door. They had soldiers and policemen, all the tools of modern war, With their field—gun and their Maxim and the rifle and the shell ; But they skulked with Winston Churchill, or we'd sent a few to hell! They hid themselves and volleyed, did the braves …

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1912 · PDF PAGE 372

The Equinox (Volume I, Number VII)

…ed Mystery?אתועינצר 632 633 Light. [Spelt in full, when:א ?:רבו 1 = ll] [Gen v. 2]רכז הבקנו ?סארב 634 635 636 Qliphoth of ny?ןור`רפצ 637 Day Demon of 3rd Dea Π?שאברופ Day Demon of 1st Dec.: ?שולאש 638 639 The Tree of Knowledgeץע ?תעדה 640 The Cup οί Con-םיכ ?םימוחנת solations Third. [Vide κ.υ.1͵.ο.κ.?שילש P- 719] 56 Sun; Sphere of Θ?שמש Palm of the hand; palm»tree?רמח ?וז641 Dema purpureum?תרמא Angel of 9 W.?לאחרי “Lights " ; defectiva.?חראמ [S.D. 142] 642 Day Demon of 2nd Dec.ןוט/רופ ?וד[ ?וז643 Light [Spelt in lull,?:רנובא ו : ויחwhen? Sevent…

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1912 · PDF PAGE 171

The Equinox (Volume I, Number VIII)

…er of the sea. Horatius had two comrades, and Rome and all its gods. We are worth the three together, if you come to talk of odds! For a day we held up London, and the cursed robber crew, Though they were fifteen hundred, and we were only two. All day we fought the cowards, that dared not break the door. They had soldiers and policemen, all the tools of modern war, With their field—gun and their Maxim and the rifle and the shell ; But they skulked with Winston Churchill, or we'd sent a few to hell! They hid themselves and volleyed, did the braves …

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1912 · PDF PAGE 372

The Equinox (Volume I, Number VIII)

…ed Mystery?אתועינצר 632 633 Light. [Spelt in full, when:א ?:רבו 1 = ll] [Gen v. 2]רכז הבקנו ?סארב 634 635 636 Qliphoth of ny?ןור`רפצ 637 Day Demon of 3rd Dea Π?שאברופ Day Demon of 1st Dec.: ?שולאש 638 639 The Tree of Knowledgeץע ?תעדה 640 The Cup οί Con-םיכ ?םימוחנת solations Third. [Vide κ.υ.1͵.ο.κ.?שילש P- 719] 56 Sun; Sphere of Θ?שמש Palm of the hand; palm»tree?רמח ?וז641 Dema purpureum?תרמא Angel of 9 W.?לאחרי “Lights " ; defectiva.?חראמ [S.D. 142] 642 Day Demon of 2nd Dec.ןוט/רופ ?וד[ ?וז643 Light [Spelt in lull,?:רנובא ו : ויחwhen? Sevent…

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1901 · PDF PAGE 111

The Mother’s Tragedy

( 97) THE LORD'S DAY HE foolish bells with their discordant clang Summon the harlot-ridden Hell to pray: The vicar’s snout is tuned, the curates bray Long gabbled lessons, and their noisy twang Fills the foul worshippers with hate; the fang Of boredom crushes out the holy day, Where whore and jobber sit and gloom, grown grey For hating of each other; the hours hang. But where cliffs tremble, and the wind and sea Clamour, night thunders from the roaring West; I worship in the storm, and fires flee From my gripped lightnings and my burning crest …

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1907 · PDF PAGE 245

Collected Works (Vol. III)

…of love and fear, ii. 77 Act II. Sc. i. adds little new to our thesis, ii. 188 | Act IV. develops the plot, ii. 189 Adonis, awake, it is day ;-it is spring ! iii, 114 Adonis dies. Imagination hears, ili. 122 A faded skirt, a silken petticoat, ii, 52 A faint sweet smell of ether haunts, ili. 9 A fool indeed! For why complain, iii. 2 A foolish and a cruel thing is said, i. 182 Again the unveiled goddess of delight, ii. 73 Against the fiat of that God discrowned, ii. 64 Age and despair, poverty and distress, ili, 112 A good stout song, friend Argu…

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1919 · PDF PAGE 162

The Equinox (Volume III, Number I)

…ractices he performed during this period, but we may mention, for the sake of completeness, a few fragments recorded during the last few days of the Retirement. October 9, 9.6 P.M. (This was the 9th day of Section C, and the 39th day of the complete Operation.) The ‘state’ is getting more and more difficult to describe, in fact I don’t know what to make of it. I might almost say I feel ‘normal’; and yet there is a subtle difference. There is (I think) an entire absence of fear, worry, disgust, joy, sorrow, pain, or any of the old states, and th…

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1943 · PDF PAGE 7

The Oriflamme, Vol. I, No. I

… Fey. The buxom daughters of Frey I've had When the icy Arctic moon was mad And the snow was cold and deep, my Lad. In a land beyond the day. Aye, a land beyond the day, my Lad, In a land beyond the day. Where the Valkyr eyes are grey and sad As they pace the windy terrace, clad In a lace of steel and gold, my Lad! And they hunger for their prey. Aye, they hunger for their prey, my Lad, And they hunger for their prey. Valhalla's grim display has had No Viking strong to feed the mad Hyrrockin Queen of Snow, my Lad. For many a weary day. — Grady …

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1906 · PDF PAGE 73

Collected Works (Vol. II)

THE TENTH DAY 67 THE EIGHTH DAY. ‘* A certain aim he took At a fair Vestal thronéd by the West.”’ Midsummer Night's Dream. HERE in the extreme west of all the earth This Vestal sate; and I from Cupid’s bow Loosed a fair shaft of verses shapen so As to fling love through the chaste girdle’s girth, And show my love how meek was my love’s birth, How innocent its being: thus arow Stood the mild lines, immaculate, to show My harmless passion and her own great worth. She could not be offended: and moreover— When at the nightfall I sought Heaven’s lig…

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