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…the Holy Guardian Angel, or the Hindu doctrine of becoming one with God. We may easily agree that Lake Harris made the error of thinking men pure-minded, and so used language which the gross might misinterpret; but sincere study of this book will make the truth apparent to all decent men, ALEISTER CROWLEY. [We print this review without committing ourselves to any opinion as to how these doctrines may be interpreted in practice by the avowed followers of Harris—Ep.] “No. 19.” By EDGAR JEPSON. Mills and Boon, Ltd. Arthur Machen wrote fine stories…
1910 · PDF PAGE 346
…the Holy Guardian Angel, or the Hindu doctrine of becoming one with God. We may easily agree that Lake Harris made the error of thinking men pure-minded, and so used language which the gross might misinterpret; but sincere study of this book will make the truth apparent to all decent men, ALEISTER CROWLEY. [We print this review without committing ourselves to any opinion as to how these doctrines may be interpreted in practice by the avowed followers of Harris—Ep.] “No. 19.” By EDGAR JEPSON. Mills and Boon, Ltd. Arthur Machen wrote fine stories…
1929 · PDF PAGE 500
…a narrow section of the river close to the shore. At 10:07 on the second night this section was traversed by a rowing boat manned by two men and a shapeless heap in the stern, which might have been a third or a cargo -- it was too dark to make sure. They rowed in dead silence with muffled oars. They were clearly about some secret business. The next morning, looking for something under my pillows, I found my revolver was missing. I did not like it. The evening before, both the boys and I thought we saw a strange man on the island just after dark…
1912 · PDF PAGE 92
86 XXXIII Sir PALAMEDE the Saracen Hath passed 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 d…
1913 · PDF PAGE 132
…his nostrils with my breath , I watched the sunken face expand , I watched the life creep back from death , I made him lord of earth and men And ruler over sea and air , Within my heart I loosed again The faint and frozen springs of prayer . II . Now as God waxed so I did wane , For through the dim millennial years Back to the utter source of pain He bore me surfeited with tears . Swift from the present , back through time , Swifter than spears the keen sun throws , He bore and set me in the slime Where our first father - man arose . A hairy be…
1901 · PDF PAGE 30
The price of your freedom—I claim it ! Your aid to make other men free ! Your strength—I defy you to shame it ! Your peace—I defy it to be Dishonoured ! Arise and proclaim it From sea unto sea ! From Ireland the voice of the dying, The murdered, the starved, the exiled, In hope to your freedom is crying A dolorous note and a wild : “ Your star-bestrewn banner is flying, And ours—is defiled.” From Ind—shall her summons awaken ? Her voices are those of the dead ! By famine and cholera shaken, By taxes and usury bled, In the hour of her torture fo…
1901 · PDF PAGE 121
… the memorable pzean, Storm-throated, mouthed as the cave-rolling sea; I lift the cup: deep draughts of blue Lethean! My wine to me. O lamentable season of Apollo, When swoops his glory to the golden wave! As all his children, so their lord shall follow ; The flower he slew, the maiden he would save, As Itylus, light woven, tuned! Oh swallow, Bewail their grave! The gracious breast of Artemis may light me To men—yet loved I ever Artemis ? Surely the vine-song and the dance delight me, The sea-blue bowers where Aphrodite is. Terrible gods and de…
1905 · PDF PAGE 151
…f hue delightful and of odour sweet So are his words who speaketh well, fruitful, by action made complete. As from a heap of flowers can men make many garlands, so, once born, A man a-many noble deeds by doing may his life adorn. Travels the scent of flowers against the wind ? Not Sandal, Taggara, nor Jasmine scent ! But the odour of the good doth so, the good pervadeth unto every element. When Sandal, Lotus, Taggara and Vassiki their odour rare Shed forth, their fragrant excellence is verily beyond compare.
1913 · PDF PAGE 130
…struck and left for dead When hate had grown above my fears , Came drifting back from farthest space , From ghosts of gods and ghosts of men , And found me in the haunted place Where he and I were lonely then . So small and weak he looked to me I said : “ Is this the God I knew ? Is this the ancient enemy Whose car the imps of horror drew ? 111
1913 · PDF PAGE 165
Harold Monro . Innocent . Harmless ! He shall be burnt in Hell , I vow . Caustic . Though Hell be but a figment of the brain ? Joseph . Jehovah comes to vengeance even now . Geoffrey . I sing for ever, though I sing in vain . John . Still , still I seek Him : all of you are wrong . He must exist . I cannot understand Why He withholds His countenance so long . Farewell . Joscelyn . Stay ! See , Bernardo is at hand . John . Bernardo ! Joy ! Come , herald of the dawn , Renowned Bernardo , whom men call the true ! The cloud shall lift . The veil sh…
1901 · PDF PAGE 36
…e kiss of hell, The hatred of my Jezebel. I waited many days. At last The rushing of a chariot grew Frightful through all the city vast, Men were afraid. But I—I knew Jehu was here, whose sword should dip Deep in my love’s adulterous lip. The spirit filled me. And behold ! I saw her dead stare to the skies ; I came to her ; she was not cold, But burning with old infamies. On her incestuous mouth I fell, And lost my soul for Jezebel. I followed him afoot, afire ; Beneath her window he drew rein ; She looked forth, clad in glad attire, I
1905 · PDF PAGE 55
…overcome her, When the sky is fulfilled of the frost and the fingers of winter numb her! O marvellous earth Of multiple mood That givest men birth And delicate food, Red wine to make mirth Of thine own red blood, And corn and green grass and sweet flowers and fruits most heavenly-hued ! Borne skyward in swoon By arrowy hours, Girt round of the moon And the girdling flowers, The sun for a boon, Sweet kisses of showers, O mother, O life, O desire, my soul is a bird in thy bowers ! , | My soul is caught up In thy green-hearted waves. I drink at th…
1907 · PDF PAGE 37
… but more so, she sits, to blot Intelligence out of my brain, conceit from my ken; And I class myself, idle and vain, with the newspaper men. 21
1912 · PDF PAGE 12
Crassus. ‘What will you then? Aurcta. No gift from men. Of my own free will I give you wit, (O man so sorely in need of it!) And happiness; and the flame that hath dwindled On this dull hearth shall be rekindled. But this you must swear: To will, and to dare, To seck the spirit and slay the sense; And for this hour To give me power To lead you in silent obedience, ‘Though I bade you fall on your sword. . . . Crassus. Enough! I give my life as I gave my love. Aucu. 1! love you have not understood. ‘You have not guessed its secret food. ‘You have…
1929 · PDF PAGE 88
…tive of this play is a Magical Operation of a very peculiar kincl The formula which Aleister Crowley supposed to be his original idea is mentioned by Levi. We hâve not been able to trace it anywhere else with such exact correspondent in every dtail. 4. Aleister Crowley found a certain quarter of Paris incom- prehensibly familiar and attractive to him. This was not the ordinary phenomenon of the déjà vu, it was chiefly a sense of being at home again. He discovered long after that Levi had lived in the neighbourhood for many years. 5. There are m…
1996 · PDF PAGE 200
…figura CCXX — Chapter 1 199 whole body in a sweet-smelling perfume of sweat: O Nuit, continuous one of Heaven, let it be ever thus; that men speak not of Thee as One but as None; and let them speak not of thee at all, since thou art continuous! 28. None, breathed the light, faint & faery, of the stars, and two. 29. For I am divided for love’s sake, for the chance of union. 30. This is the creation of the world, that the pain of division is as nothing, and the joy of dissolution all. 31. For these fools of men and their woes care not thou at all…
1906 · PDF PAGE 262
…tarnished (and even this is not everywhere the case), its methods, its organisation, are sadly in need of repair; research must be done, men must be perfected, error must be fought. And if,in the West a great Buddhist society is built up of men of intellect, of the men in whose hands the future lies, there is then an awakening, a true redemption, of the weary and forgetful Empires of the East. X THE NOBLE EIGHTFOLD PATH. To return from our little digression to the original plan of our essay. It is time to note the ‘‘ Noble Eightfold Path,” refe…
1922 · PDF PAGE 209
…end to all our troubles... . What actually happened was quite different. I hardly know how to write it down. The shame and the disappointment are blasting. I feel that the doors of hope have been slammed in my face. I can imagine the grinding of the key as it turns in the lock, the screech of the rusty bolt as it is driven home. The moment Basil appeared, Peter’s insanity blazed up. He poured out a stream of insults, and accused Basil to his face of trying to get me away. If Basil had only known how eagerly I would have gone! A man in sexual ma…
1929 · PDF PAGE 220
…t in terror of the omnipresent germ. Hence we are fat, cowardly slaves. I hear that Kitchener is hard put to it to get his first 100,000 men. Only the public schools respond. Only gentlemen and sportsmen really love England — the people that have been cursed these last few years as tyrants and libertines. "Only the men." "And few there are, in the crowd of canaille, old women, slackers, valetudinarians, eaters of nuts!" [309] "God rest the soul of Edward Seventh! I thought all would be well when Victoria died; but now —" "This is no hour of the…
1905 · PDF PAGE 46
THE BLOOD-LOTUS 4I They murder with the old perfume that maddens all men’s blood ; we die Fresh from some corpse-clothed memory, some secret redolence of gloom, Some darkling murmurous song of lust quite strange to man and beast and bird, Silent in power, not overheard by any snake that eats the dust. No crimson-hooded viper knows ; no silver-crested asp has guessed The strange soft secrets of my breast ; no leprous cobra shall disclose The many-seated, multiform, divine, essential joys that these Dank odours bring, that starry seas wash white …