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1901 · PDF PAGE 132

The Soul of Osiris

…-flung dart. Yea ! from the limit of the fallen day, And barren ocean of ungathered Time, Bring Night, and bring Eternity, and stay With white wings pointing where tired feet may climb : Even the pathway where shed blood ran deep To build red roses in the land of Sleep. O guardian of the pallid hours of night ! O tireless watcher of the smitten noon ! O sworded with the majesty of light, O girded with the glory of the moon ! Angel of absolute splendour ! Link of mine Old weary spirit with the All-Divine ! Ship that shalt carry me by many winds …

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1903 · PDF PAGE 27

Ahab and Other Poems

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1910 · PDF PAGE 106

The Winged Beetle

…iolated spirit, corrupted soul, stunned brain and tortured nerve :— These merge into thy bloody maw, Echidna, that shall emerge the lone white flame of God.

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1912 · PDF PAGE 60

Mortadello

…I tupped her ! MORTADELLO. By the unknown black bastard that begat thee, You shall do the like no more. ORLANDO. Thou puny puking patch, White-livered, yellow-bellied wittol ! MORTADELLO. Ha ! [He wounds ORLANDO. ORLANDO. A scratch. There’s for your heart, if you have one ! Christ but you were near Hell then ! MORTADELLO. Help ! Help ! I’m mastered ! ORLANDO. You’re Damnation’s peer

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1919 · PDF PAGE 212

The Equinox (Volume III, Number I)

…isdom having led to confusion, it was determined by the Chiefs of all these Orders to recombine and centralize their activities, even as white light, divided in a prism, may be recomposed. It embodies the whole of the secret knowledge of all Orien- tal Orders; and its chiefs are initiates of the highest rank, and recognized as such by all capable of such recognition in every country in the world. In more remote times, the constituent originating assem- blies of the O.T.O. included such men as: Fohi Hippolytus Laotze Merlin Siddartha Arthur Kris…

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1898 · PDF PAGE 10

The Poem

…n the moon- light. I want to say something that I couldn’t say before, because my heart choked me. ESME. Come out, Percy, the moon is so white, looking out of the black sky. The sky is quite black near the moon; only far down where there are no more bright stars it is a deep, deep blue. It is bluer and deeper than the sea. | .

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1899 · PDF PAGE 5

An Appeal to the American Republic

…ends. The traitors and the peoples and the kings That love not righteous things, They shall behold our wrath, and find our anger stings. White slaves shall look up and behold a light Grow in the islands of the sacred sea, And on the land whose forehead kisses night And has the dawn upon its wings, whose might Is mightier for the lips of Liberty Pressed on its new-born cheek, when Church and State Drove forth to baffle Fate Our sires and yours, whose fame is grown this year so great. 3

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1901 · PDF PAGE 29

The Mother’s Tragedy

THE MOTHER’S TRAGEDY 15 The downcast eyes and delicate white throat, The lily, when I saw the rose before me ? Your full delicious beauty was as God! You are a bunch of admirable grapes Fit to intoxicate my being! Yes! I would not give that sunny fruit of yours For twenty such frail flowers as Madeline. I am a man—you mate me with a girl ? CORA. Stop! not a word! My blasphemy to hear, Yours to speak out—when you are told the truth! ULRIC. What truth? This word hath first an ugly sound. The truth! God curse it to His blackest hell If but it stan…

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1901 · PDF PAGE 130

The Soul of Osiris

…ing ecstasies. No ! for the envy of the infinite Crushes the juice from out the poppy’s stem, And brown-stained fingers wring the petals white, And weary lips seek lotus-life in them Vainly : the lotus burns above the tomb— Yea, but in thought’s unfathomable womb ! For spiritual life and love and light Climb the swayed ladder of our various fate

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1907 · PDF PAGE 128

The Star in the West

… innocence , but inwardly in all the knowledge of the cities of the plains . The fiend crawls in the slimy dark , and the fool pulls the white sheets of credulity over his head , and like the gaby ostrich chuckles : “ I can't see them , they can't see me ” -he forgets his odour . Crowley has torn the veil of mock - modesty from off the face of Pseudo morality , leaving her as bare and hideous to the gaze as the face of the prophet of Khorassan . He has seized the social harlot and hurled her from her throne ; has forced open her jaws , and admi…

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1916 · PDF PAGE 1

The Message of the Master Therion

…Scarlet Woman, Hilarion, and having been led by her through the appointed Pylons, become OHPION ‘a Magus 9” = 2° of the A:.A:, the Great White Brotherhood of Light. ace [Now therefore must he of necessity take up the Curse of his Grade, and preach his Law to men. Here then is ‘Law as it is written in the Book of the Law. Do what thou wile shall be ehe whole of the Law. ‘There is no Law beyond Do what thou wilt. ‘The word of the Law is OZATIMA. [Now itis said of the Magus that in the beginning doth

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1954 · PDF PAGE 558

Magick Without Tears

…a personal encyclopedia of mag-_ rience and explained in unguarded to use it asa tool rather than merely a tymology and its philosophy; —white, black, and yellow—their ts for meditation and astral projec- the impor- es; how to distinguish prophecy from | of four volumes of Crowley's work. ‘h first appeared in the 11 The Book of the Law and Best of Crowley, réprint- 4 US $17.95

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1905 · PDF PAGE 85

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…past and I am free. This body, dead, must lie Till Thou come home again, O soaring Soul. The gates supernal roll ! Flash through them, O white-winged, white- blossom ghost ! Ah, God! for I am lost. [ JEPHTHAH remazis motzonless.* [Morning dawns. the slender Nay, I, Enter JARED, Soldiers, Prophet. SOLDIERS. Hfail, captain! We are ready now for death, Or victory, if shining wings are fain To hover over dauntless hearts. Behold Our ready bands to follow to the fray. JEPHTHAH. Welcome! hail ye this happy dawn as one That shall see freedom smile on …

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1901 · PDF PAGE 50

The Mother’s Tragedy

…reap the incarnation of the god.” So, gloomy and hideous, she would prowl about Seeking fresh human feasts, and bloody rites Stained the white altar of the world. And yet Her power is gone, and we behold her go, Haggard and weary, through the palace courts And through the temple, lusting for strange loves And horrible things, and thirsting for new steam Of thickening blood upon her altar steps. Her body wearies of desire, and fails To satisfy the fury of her spirit; The blood-feasts sicken her and yield no strength ; She is made one with hell, …

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1905 · PDF PAGE 10

Oracles

…lier night Is in my home, that sunset’s arms enfold, Lit with the mellowness of autumn gold. . . . . . . Pillowed on linen of the purest white, Half-hidden by her locks’ luxurious night, Maddened by those soft eyes of melting glow, Enamoured of that breast of breathing snow, Caught in the meshes of her fine-spun hair, Rocked by the beating of her bosom fair, Held by her lips too tempting and too warm, Bewitched by every beauty of her form, The blush upon her cheek is deeper red, Half glad, and half repenting what she said. A moment’s struggle, …

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1905 · PDF PAGE 106

Oracles

NIGHT IN THE VALLEY I0I How pitiful, how beautiful, the faces ! The long hair shed on shoulders ivory white ! Each note shoots down the dim arboreal spaces Like amber or like hyaline lit with light. Each spirit glimmers in the shadowy places Like hyacinths or emeralds : or the night Shows them as shadows of some antique gem Where moonlight fills its cup and flashes into them. So, in the moony twilight and the splendour Of music’s light, the desolate nightingale Fills all the interlunar air with tender Kisses like song, or shrills upon the scale…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 29

Ambergris

… we lust ; Our hopes are sped, Alas ! alas ! From heaven we are thrust, we have no more trust. Alas ! Gold hairs and gray ! Red lips and white ! Warm hearts, cold clay ! Bright day, dim night ! Our spirits pass Like the hours away. We have no light, Alas ! alas !

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1910 · PDF PAGE 13

The Winged Beetle

…es me closer ; all the soul’s afire As if the boreal moon With all the icy Lapland hags That shiver on ‘s hibernal crags Were but a thin white shell Hoarding the seed of many a million suns, Giving its life up unto its desire— Out bursts the womb of my unguessed-at godhead ; The rose flames out in the flood ; and all at once, A brilliance disembodied, I am shattered like the dew upon your leaves ; So that the lampless hour Strikes, and an unborn universe perceives Its lonely mother-flower, Us, in our love’s arcane Briatic bower. We scatter ligh…

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1899 · PDF PAGE 129

Jephthah and Other Mysteries

…n the moon- light. I want to say something that I couldn’t say before, because my heart choked me. ESME. Come out, Percy, the moon is so white, looking out of the black sky. The sky is quite black near the moon; only far down where there are no more bright stars it is a deep, deep blue. It is bluer and deeper than the sea. | .

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1899 · PDF PAGE 32

Tale of Archais

…eeping in, To spread corruption, and destroy the earth. But in the holy hour and happy birth That swam through stars propitious, meadows white, And fresh with newer flowers of the night In the pale fields supernal, when his sire Took from the nurse the child of his desire, A man, the prayers of many maidens sent So sweet a savour through the firmament That no false spirit might draw nigh. And still His angel ministers defend from ill The head they nurtured. Evil dreams and spells, Cast at the dimmest hour, the sword repels

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