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1961 · PDF PAGE 153

Liber Aleph

…oy to lie in the Wilderness and to behold the Stars, in their Majesty of Motion calm and irresistible? Hast thou thought there that thou art also a Star, free because consciously in Accord with the Law and Determination of thy Being? It was thine own true Will that bound thee in thine Orbit; therefore thou speedest on thy Path from Glory unto Glory in continual Joy. O Son, o Reward of my Work, o Harmony and Completion of my Nature, o Token of my Toil, o Witness of my Love for thy sweet Mother, the holy and adulterous Hilarion, my Concubine, ado…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 143

The Winged Beetle

…d sorceress ; Incapable of action or control, Yet a black gulph to drown so strong a soul ! . . . He lay close curled within my rose’s heart. There is no blame ; yet what avails all art ? See ! I reel back beneath the blow of her breath As she comes smiling to me : that disgust Changes her drunken lust Into a shriek of hate—half conscious still (Beneath the obsession of the will) Of all she was—before her death, her death ! So hell boils over in her, and she rages —It seems through countless ages— With all the vile abuse That had degraded Glasg…

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1898 · PDF PAGE 71

Songs of the Spirit

…is fiend the Love that came when youth rose up Purple with its holy flame, and flower-fair cup, Gave me of his burning wine to fire my heart, Filled me with desires divine toward my art ? Is he then the Love who robs me of my aim, Doubts me if my heart still throbs with that cold flame, Calm and eager purpose yet to reach the goal That high hopes have sternly set before my soul, To know, will, dare for man’s sake if man may, Grasp the secret of the plans that rule the way Of stars and suns, that shape the tiniest blade Of Grass whose frailties …

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1903 · PDF PAGE 15

Alice: An Adultery

…uth may smoke, but it is our one sure light in passion and distress. The jewelled silence of the star is, indeed, the light of a serener art ; but love is human, and I give nothing for the tawdry gems of style when the breast they would adorn is that of a breathing, living beauty of man’s love, the heart of all the world. Nor let us taint one sympathy with even a shadow of regret. Let us leave him where “ Sight nor sound shall war against him more, For whom all winds are quiet as the sun, All waters as the shore.” NOTE.—The sudden and tragic de…

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1899 · PDF PAGE 14

An Appeal to the American Republic

…epublic, lover and sweet friend, Your loyal hand extend, Let freedom, peace and faith grow stronger to the end. O child of freedom, thou art very fair ! Thou hast white roses on thy eager breast, The scent of all the South is in thy hair, Thy lips are fragrant with the blossoms rare Blown under sea waves when the white wings rest ! Come to our warrior breast, where victory Sits passionate and free— Ring out the wild salute ! Our sister over sea ! CHISWICK PRESS CHARLES WHITTINGHAM AND CO TOOKS COURT, CHANCERY LANE, LONDON

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1899 · PDF PAGE 166

Jephthah and Other Mysteries

…hem straight Rises an angel to the gate Of heaven and enters as a king. Birds people it on varied wing Of rainbow, fishes gold and fine Dart like bright stars through fount and brine, And all the sea about our wake Foams with the silver water-snake. There is a palace veiled in mist, A single magic amethyst Built it; the incense burns alway; So the light steam upon it lay. There thou art dwelling. I am ware The music of thine eyes and hair Calls to the wind to chase our ship Faster toward ; the waters slip Smoothly and swift beneath the keel. Th…

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1909 · PDF PAGE 9

The Holy Books

Wilt, depart! There is no bond that can unite the divided but love: all else is a curse. Accurséd! Accurséd! be it to the aeons! Hell! 42. Let it be that state of manyhood bound and loathing. So with thy all; thou hast no right but to do thy will. 43. Do that, and no other shall say nay. 44. For pure will, unassuaged of purpose, delivered from the lust of result, is every way perfect. 45. The Perfect and the Perfect are one Perfect and not two; nay, are none! 46. Nothing is a secret key of this law: sixty-one the Jews called it; I call it eight…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 40

The Winged Beetle

…th five navels rosy-red From the five wounds of God that bled ; Each wound that mothered her still bleeding, And on that blood her babes art feeding. Oh ! like a rose-winged pelican She hath bred blessed babes to Pan ! Oh ! like a lion-hued nightingale She hath torn her breast on thorns to avail The barren rose-tree to renew Her life with that disastrous dew, Building the rose o’ the world alight With music out of the pale moonlight ! O She is like the river of blood That broke from the lips of the bastard god, When he saw the sacred mother smi…

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1913 · PDF PAGE 148

The Equinox (Volume I, Number IX)

…sword. I push His order. Keen and swift My Hawk's eye flames ; these arms uplift The Banner of Silence and of Strength— Hail! Hail! thou art here, my Lord, at length! Lo, the Hawk-Headed Lord am I: My nemyss shrouds the night-blue sky. Hail! ye twin warriors that guard The pillars of the world! Your time Is nigh at hand. The snake that marred Heaven with his inexhaustible slime Is slain ; I bear the Wand of Power, The Wand that waxes and that wanes; I crush the Universe this hour In my left hand ; and naught remains | Ho! for the splendour in m…

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1913 · PDF PAGE 148

The Equinox (Volume I, Number X)

…sword. I push His order. Keen and swift My Hawk's eye flames ; these arms uplift The Banner of Silence and of Strength— Hail! Hail! thou art here, my Lord, at length! Lo, the Hawk-Headed Lord am I: My nemyss shrouds the night-blue sky. Hail! ye twin warriors that guard The pillars of the world! Your time Is nigh at hand. The snake that marred Heaven with his inexhaustible slime Is slain ; I bear the Wand of Power, The Wand that waxes and that wanes; I crush the Universe this hour In my left hand ; and naught remains | Ho! for the splendour in m…

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1926 · PDF PAGE 8

Liber Al vel Legis

Wilt, depart! There is no bond that can unite the divided but love: all else is a curse. Accurséd! Accurséd! be it to the aeons! Hell! 42. Let it be that state of manyhood bound and loathing. So with thy all; thou hast no right but to do thy will. 43. Do that, and no other shall say nay. 44. For pure will, unassuaged of purpose, delivered from the lust of result, is every way perfect. 45. The Perfect and the Perfect are one Perfect and not two; nay, are none! 46. Nothing is a secret key of this law: sixty-one the Jews called it; I call it eight…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 91

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…dear to us, and now By double kinship rendered doubly dear. For O! my father comes to gladden me With those enduring kisses that endow Heart, hope, and life with gladness. he soon P? Comes ELEAZAR. Maiden most perfect, daughter of our lord, And ye, most fairest branches of our tree, Maidens of Israel, we await: you here That ye, no other, may go forth to meet The chief victorious. And after you Accept the bargain. Those villains that once cast him out shall forth In sackcloth to his feet, if haply so He spare their vagabond and worthless lives.…

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1919 · PDF PAGE 293

The Equinox (Volume III, Number I)

…d that I shall meet him in the Solomon Islands. Rosinson C. CrowLey. Tue Tares or Cuexuov. Tue Lapy with tHE Doc and other Stories. Tue Dartinc and other Stories. Tue Wire and other Stories. Tue Duet and other Stories. Tue Wircu and other Stories. Translated by Constance Garnett. The Macmillan Co. Price, $1.50 per volume. I was sitting at dinner in the Brevoort with some fascinating friends when, thinking no harm, I mentioned Chekhov. A chic adolescent at the next table in- troduced himself. He could not really let such an occasion pass. It was…

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1961 · PDF PAGE 36

Liber Aleph

…e of Pain) O forth, o my Son, o Son of the Sun, rejoicing in thy Strength, as a Warrior, as a Bridegroom, to take thy Pleasure upon the Earth, and in every Palace of the Mind, moving ever from the crass to the subtle, from the coarse to the fine. Conquer every Repulsion in thy self, subdue every Aversion. Assimilate all Poison, for therein only is there Profit. Seek constantly therefore to know what is painful and to cleave thereunto, for by Pain cometh true Pleasure. Those who avoid Pain physical or mental remain little Men, and there is no Vi…

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1961 · PDF PAGE 68

Liber Aleph

LIBER ALEPH VEL CXI 56 Bd De Menstruo Artis (Of the Medium of the Art) UT concerning the Medium by whose sensitive Nature our Magick Force is transmitted to the Object of our Working, doubt not. For already in other Galaxies of Physics have we been compelled to postulate an Æthyr wholly hypothetical in order to explain the Phenomena of Light, Electricity, and the like; nor doth any Man demand Demonstration of the Existence of that Æthyr other than its Conformity with general Law. Thou therefore, Creator and Transmitter of thine own Energy, need…

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1961 · PDF PAGE 77

Liber Aleph

THE BOOK OF WISDOM OR FOLLY 65 Bm De Corde Candido (Of a Pure Heart) HINK also, o my Son, of this Image, that if two States be at Peace, a Man goeth between them without Let; but if there be War, all Gateways are forthwith closed, save only for a few, and these are watched and guarded, so that the Obstacles are many. This then is the Case of Magick; for if thou have brought to Harmony all Principles within thee, thou mayst work easily to transmute a Force into its semblable upon another Plane, which is the essential Miracle of our Art; but if t…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 210

Confessions of Aleister Crowley

…p the second time as well as the first! And of course there is no answer to that any more than there is to the argument that we are all part of the Red King's Dram, as Lewis Carroll puts the fable of Kwang-Tze. (Kwang-Tze once said to his disciples on awakening: "Just now I was dreaming that I was a butterfly: but is it so, or am I a butterfly dreaming that it is Kwang-Tze?") To return to the wicked city of Paris. J.W.Morrice, as a painter, does not possess the sternly intense passion of O'Conor. His vision lacks the blazing brilliance of beaut…

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1903 · PDF PAGE 15

The God-Eater

…Aside.] I must be man—tut ! tut !— [Aloud.| Why, little sister, know Those whom we worship as our gods are gods. The power is mine: that art no skill resists. No God dethrones himself ; none can. Will he, nill he, God must be God: it 1s a luckless fate for a girl’s dower, a thankless way for a maiden’s feet. Maurya. Why, then, am I not the Goddess Maurya?

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1910 · PDF PAGE 23

The Winged Beetle

…er spirit clad with gold of sense, But sending forth thy rays life-pearled As a bridegroom squandering his strength upon the bride —Thou art sufficient to redeem the world. XIII O ! is the secret of the starry deep Nothing but pain and pleasure, grief and joy ? Is God a wanton boy To play with us so bitter cheap By such a jewelled light ? Be thine the power, Rose of the Stars, in this thy tortured hour When the wee lips that clung to thee are cold, To give the world a light of other gold From that men hoard, from that the suns afford In their i…

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1919 · PDF PAGE 318

The Equinox (Volume III, Number I)

…d sense of the word, and his judgment is excellent for an amateur. Of course, all psychical re- search without initiation reminds one of art criticism by a blind man or an art critic. Apart from this, however, Sir William Barrett has written a very clever book, and I hope that these few well chosen words of approval may encourage him to further efforts, perhaps not so much in this line as in one for which he might have more original talent. A.C. From tHe Watcu Tower. By Srpney T. Krern. E. P. Dutton & Co. Price, $2.50. Wuen I had the pleasure o…

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