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1904 · PDF PAGE 95

The Sword of Song

…In the year of the Great Passing Over were signs and wonders seen of all men, O m y Brethren, as it is written, and well known unto this day. And the first sign was of dancing: for every woman that was under the moon began to dance and was mad, so that headlong and hot-mouthed she flung herself down, desirous. Whence the second sign, that of musical inventions ; for in that year, and of Ros ewomen, came A and U and M,1 the mighty musicians ! And the third sign likewise, namely , of animals : for in that y ear every sheep had lambs thirteen, and…

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1930 · PDF PAGE 121

Magick in Theory and Practice (Section 4)

… home near Spain ? Because his parents were Germans. And why did they go to Germany ? And so during the whole méditation. 31. On another day, let him begin with a question of another kind, and every day devise new questions, not concerning his présent situation, but also abstract questions. Thus let him connect the prevalence of water upon the surface of the globe with its necessity to such life as we know, with the spécifie gravity and other physical properties of water, and let him perceive ultimately through ail this the necessity and concor…

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1898 · PDF PAGE 17

Jephthah

…fear me for the sorrow that he speaks. MESSENGER. The tribe of Ephraim went forth to fight Armed, and with bows, and turned them back to-day.

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1904 · PDF PAGE 68

In Residence

…ocks—they are rotten. (2) We said “’T will be cold, not improbably wet,” We sneered at the ridge we had passed, We said of the sun “ His day’s work he has done.” We said of the sky—“ it is vast.” (3) We spoke of the snow—“ it is notably cold ” ; We supped upon Cotton and Maggi ; We observed to the moon “ Be a dear and come soon.’ We remarked of the crags—“ they are craggy.” (4) Intelligent talk will most surely beguile The longest night out on the rocks ; So we made of the guides the remarks that revile; Of their Herrs we said “sheep go in floc…

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1904 · PDF PAGE 85

The Argonauts

…e The beauty of my face! Come over the water! I will be A bride and a queen and a lover to thee! Come over the water, love, and lie! All day and all night to kiss! Come over, my lover, an hour to die In the language-baffling bliss! Come over the water! Must I sigh? Thy lover and bride and queen am I!

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1912 · PDF PAGE 97

Sir Palamedes

…Of that dread Beast he had not found. Nathless—although he would away— They forced the lack-luck knight to stay And lecture many a weary day. Verily, almost he had caught The infection of their costive thought, And brought his loyal quest to naught. It was by night that Palamede Ran from that mildewed, mouldy breed, Moth-eaten dullards run to seed ! gr

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1929 · PDF PAGE 43

Confessions of Aleister Crowley

… crack, and thus starting a foot higher up, I could get to the top, and did so. I recorded this in the Climbers' Book; and the following day a man named H. V. Reade, possibly in a sceptical mood, followed in my footsteps. He found my wedged stone, contemptuously threw it away, climbed the pitch without it, and recorded the feat. That was a double blow to Mr. Jones. It was no longer a convincing argument that if he couldn't do a thing it couldn't be done. But this was not all. Scafell is separated from Scafell Pikes by a pass called Mickledoor; …

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1898 · PDF PAGE 67

Jephthah

JEPHTHAH. 63 Sharp and black, till day is passed Over to the ocean vast ; Where the barren rocks resound Only to the rending roar Of the shattering streams that pour Rocks by ice eternal bound, Myriad cascades that crowned Once the far resounding throne Of the mountain spirits strong, All the treacherous souls that throng Desolate abodes of stone, Barren of all comely things, Given to the splendid kings, Gloomy state, and glamour dark, Swooping jewel-feathered wings, Eyes translucent with a spark Of the world of fire, that swings Gates of adama…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 97

Ambergris

…ast On interlunar snows. The moon is up full-orbed : she glides Striking a snaky ray Across the black resounding tides, The sepulchre of day. The moon is up : upon the prow We stand and watch the moon. A star is lustred on your brow ; Your lips begin a tune, A long, low tune of love that swells Little by little, and lights

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1910 · PDF PAGE 170

The Winged Beetle

…ak Stark winds of innocence astray ! The fearful passion sweeps me away. So with a passionate thrill of fear I creep—like shadows across Day ! Like Winter on the expended year !— From those cold feet, a frozen meer, To those cold knees, a lost lagoon, To that wild woodland, strangely near To the lone tower that tops the moon ! Verily and Amen ! Unhewn The great grim forest menaces. What gardener may dare to prune Those woods to build me palaces ?

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1913 · PDF PAGE 228

Cambridge Poets 1900–1913

…e Upper River , Cambridge .) W E glide and are still on the stream w In quiet that drugs the wit , The sun has charmed our hearts As the day is charmed with it; 209

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1905 · PDF PAGE 67

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…l as it were the breath of an angel covering me with holiness, and I know —then! But now—I only write mechani- cally. I force myself. To-day I tore up all I wrote last night. USME. Let us ask God to send you the angel, shall we ? [ They kneel, with arms intertwined; al the ofen window, and bow their heads silently, VAUGUAN also prays, with arms outspread tm Oolessing. Curtain, SCENE III. Six months later. The dining-rooin. PERCY, VAUGHAN, ESME af dtnner. /-ntler BUTLER. BUTLER. IF you please, sir, a gentleman has called; he says he must see you…

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1906 · PDF PAGE 75

Collected Works (Vol. II)

TIIk TIIRTEENTILT DAY 69 O fearful firstling dove ! My dawn and spring of love, Love’s light and lure ! Look (as I bend above) Through bright lids filled thereof Perfect and pure, Thy bloom of maidenhood. I could not: if I could, I weuld not: being good, Also endure ! Cruel, to tear or mar The chaliced nenuphar; Cruel to press The rosebud 3 cruel to scar Or stain the flower-star With mad caress. But crueller to destroy The leaping life and joy Born in a careless boy From lone distress. More cruel then art thou The calm and chaste of brow, If th…

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1922 · PDF PAGE 296

Diary of a Drug Fiend

…. Lamus had advised us to take Turkish baths if we felt unduly depressed. We had found them very useful. We had got down to three goes a day two days running, chiefly by following his advice to take one of the white tablets instead of the heroin whenever the craving became irresistible. He made rather a point of that, by the way. . It was a bad thing, he said, to yield to stress. It wasn’t nearly so harmful to take the heroin when one didn’t feel so badly in need of it. Even after all this time I hadn’t quite got on to the peculiarities of the …

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1905 · PDF PAGE 117

Oracles

… body from the wind and rain. So the night fell, and gently grew the shades In firelight fancies taking idle form ; Often a flashing May-day ring of maids, Or like an army through resounding glades Glittering, with martial music, trumpet, shawm, Drum—so I build the echoes of the storm II2

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1912 · PDF PAGE 42

Sir Palamedes

…n on the prey! The life-blood pours: The poison works : the breath implores Its livelong debt from heart and brain. Alas! poor stag, thy day is done! The gallant lungs gasp loud in vain: Thy life is spilt upon the plain. Sir Palamede is stricken numb As one who, gazing on the sun, Sees blackness gather. Blank and dumb, The good knight sees a thin breath come Out of his proper mouth, and dart Over the plain : he seeth it Sure by some black magician art Shape ever closer like an hart:

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1898 · PDF PAGE 28

Songs of the Spirit

…on the moon’s dark face, So that her silver lustre might rejoice The fiery lover, the sharp nightingale, And those pale mortals whom the day beholds. Asleep, because the many bid them slave From dusk to dawn being poor ; and braided up The loose hair of all trees and flowers, and made Their one white light divide to red and green And violet and the hues innumerable Lesser than these, and gave man hope at last With the invariable law of death Abundant in new life, and having filled The world with music, dost demand of us “ Is my work meaningless…

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1899 · PDF PAGE 35

Jephthah and Other Mysteries

…fear me for the sorrow that he speaks. MESSENGER. The tribe of Ephraim went forth to fight Armed, and with bows, and turned them back to-day.

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1901 · PDF PAGE 99

The Mother’s Tragedy

…rom the sacred sea. Hear how this fell. A stern Dissenter dwelt Lone in a fertile valley: lonely he, Lonelier the sharp-faced wife: each day they knelt In loveless worship: thrice a week they see

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1905 · PDF PAGE 7

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…Law OF CHANGE SYNTHESIS . THr Hoty PLace— THE NEOPHYTE Sin: AN ODE THE NAME THE EVOCATION . THE ROSE AND ‘THE Cross HAPPINESS THE Lorp’s Day CERBERUS. . . THE HIoLyY or HoLigs— . 186 - 193 - 193 - 194 - 194. . 194 . 194 . 196 . 197 - 200 202 . 202 » 202 » 202 THE PALACE OF THE WorRLD. 204 THE MOUNTAIN CHRIST. To ALLAN MACGREGOR . EPILOGUE APPENDIX » 205 . 207 TABLE OF CORRESPONDENCES PAGE THE TEMPLE OF THE HOLY GHOST — Continued THE ROSICRUCIAN THE ATHANOR. A LITANY. CARMEN SAECULARE— PROILOGUE—THE EXILE *“CARMEN SAECULARE” IN THE HoOuR BEFORE …

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