1961 · PDF PAGE 130
Liber Aleph
…en hide Truth from thy Brother, lest he suffer? Thou dost not well, but confirmest him in Iniquity, and in Illusion, and in Infirmity of Spirit. h
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Page 38 of 901901 · PDF PAGE 109
The Mother’s Tragedy
THE REAPER The throat leans back, to tantalise the lip, The sudden shame of her is overthrown! O maiden of the spirit of the wheat, One ripening sunbeam thrills thee to the soul, Electric from red mane to amber feet! The blue skies focus, as a burning bow], The restless passion of the universe Into our mutual anger and distress, To be forbidden (the Creator’s curse) To comprehend the other’s loveliness. We cannot grasp the ecstasy of this; Only we strain and struggle and renew The utter bliss of the unending kiss, The mutual pang that shudders …
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1910 · PDF PAGE 99
Ambergris
…, all flowers above ! Its flower in its own perfumed passion, Its faint sweet passion, folded and furled In flower fashion ; And my deep spirit taking its pure part Of that voluptuous heart Of hidden happiness ! 2. Arise, strong bow of the young child Eros ! (While the maddening moonlight, the memoried caress Stolen of the scented rose Stirs me and bids each racing pulse ache, ache !) Bend into an agony of art Whose cry is ever rapture, and whose tears For their own puritys undivided sake Are molten dew, as, on the lotus leaves Silver-coiled i…
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1905 · PDF PAGE 149
Collected Works (Vol. I)
… this hoar, look up, behold your god ! For I am pregnant with my own son’s child, The fruit of my desire’s desire. Most pure, The single spirit of my godhead yearned From death to reap dominion, and from birth To pluck the blossom of its fruitful love, And be the sun to ripen and the rain To water it. My soul became the bride To its own body, and my body leapt With passion from mine own imperial loins Begotten, and made strong from my own soul To answer it. I hail thee, son of mine, Thou royal offspring of a kingly sire, Less kingly for the sin…
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1905 · PDF PAGE 201
Collected Works (Vol. I)
…above I bathe in ether and self-shining light ; My soul is filled with the eternal love; I am the brother of the Day and Night. I AM! my spirit, and perhaps my mind ! But O my heart! I left thy love behind ! A RELIGIOUS BRINGING-UP. WiTH this our ‘‘ Christian” parents marred our youth; ‘One thing is certain of our origin. We are born Adam’s bastards into sin, Servants to Death and Time’s devouring tooth. God, damning most, had this one thought of ruth To save some dozens—-Us : and by the skin Of teeth to save us from the devil’s gin— Repentance…
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1905 · PDF PAGE 188
Collected Works (Vol. I)
…worst of meals is that we have to meet. They trick my purpose and evade my will, Remind my conscience that I love her still, And pull my spirit from its lofty seat. For I withdraw myself: my stealthy feet Seek half-ashamed the alembic which I fill To the epic-mark—one sonnet to distil, In this poor miracle—my love to cheat. 1 Canticles viii, 6, 7. THE COURT OF TIE PROFANE 181 Dinner clings cheerly from my lady's gong. Acmanomust cat in titervals of song! Swilt fect run back to hide my hate of her, And then---that hate Mes trust, as my thought R…
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1901 · PDF PAGE 47
The Mother’s Tragedy
…d this hour, look up, behold your god! For I am pregnant with my own son’s child, The fruit of my desire’s desire. Most pure, The single spirit of my godhead yearned From death to reap dominion, and from birth To pluck the blossom of its fruitful love, And be the sun to ripen and the rain To water it. My soul became the bride To its own body, and my body leapt With passion from mine own Imperial loins Begotten, and made strong from my own soul To answer it. I hail thee, son of mine, _ Cc
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1912 · PDF PAGE 48
Mortadello
…r, I am glad to meet you. May our friendship lime All joys it had imagines. Farewell for the time. [To THE DOGE.] My lord, you whelm the spirit. If such mystery In my realm of the Ten, what shall I deem of the Three ? THE DOGE. My son, the keys of power are in your hand this hour. The garden is yours ; the shower is Gods ; may He grant the flower ! MORTADELLO. Father, I take my leave ; to-morrows busi- ness presses. Venice shall wake to joy-bells. THE DOGE. Make the wildernesses To blossom like the rose, my God, in whom I trust. MORTADELLO. T…
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1899 · PDF PAGE 21
Jephthah and Other Mysteries
…wn and kingdom of desire, _Earth’s virgin chaplet, molten in the fire, Sealed in the sea, betokened by the wind : “There is one God, the Spirit of Mankind!”
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1901 · PDF PAGE 23
The Mother’s Tragedy
… one reticence I think my long-drawn agony may earn, For I will do without a mother’s name If only I may keep a son’s love still! [ Exe. SPIRIT OF TRAGEDY. She will not break an oath so wisely sworn, Unlock her secret to disdain. Wisdom is hers—what angel need to warn ? Since angels only seek to gain That wisdom of the unprofane. All future happiness I surely see. I am the Soul of Tragedy! Enter ULRIC.
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1913 · PDF PAGE 101
Book 4 (Part II)
… went to Taffy's house; Taffy was in bed. I took a carving knife, And cut off Taffy's head. Taffy is merely short for Taphtatharath, the Spirit of Mercury and the God of Welshmen or thieves. " My house " is of course equivalent to " my magick circle." Note that Beth, the letter of Mercury and " The Magus," means "a house." The beef is the symbol of the Bull, Apis the Redeemer. This is therefore that which is written: " Oh my God, disguise thy glory I Come as a thief, and let us steal away the sacraments ! " In the following verse we find that T…
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1913 · PDF PAGE 190
Book 4 (Part II)
…ee "Science and Buddhism." SepJiiroth. See " Temple of Solomon," Equinox W Shi?i. "A tooth." Hebrew letter = Sh, corresponds to Fire and Spirit. Shkui Sanliita. A Hindu treatise on physical training for spiritual ends. Skandhas. See " Science and Buddhism.'' Tao. See Konx Om Pax, " Thien Tao," jyj, etc. Tao Teh King. Chinese Classic on the Tao. Taro. See 777^ Equinox III and VIII, etc., etc. Tan. A "cross," Hebrew letter = Th corresponds to "Earth." See 777. Thaumiel. The demons corresponding to Kether. Two contending forces. Theosophist. A per…
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1913 · PDF PAGE 205
The Equinox (Volume I, Number IX)
… stars, the silent night Grew deeper, deeper, till the heart o the world Lay bare before me, with no robe to don Save the lucent veil of spirit, argent-white ; And then there came a voice: Arise! Smite! Smite! Ere the portal of the temple may be won! Crash down the walls! Lend all thy hidden might! I, in the bosom of the deep impearled, Cry from the cloud-place of the Underworld. Let the gold banner of the day be unfurled That. I may manifest the secret curled In the darkling bosom of the world’s great night! Then I arose in majesty, and came, …
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1913 · PDF PAGE 386
The Equinox (Volume I, Number IX)
…at of Napoleon in order to destroy everything that separates those two geniuses and to unite them in one alone. He was the Samson of the spirit, always ready to shake the columns of the temple; but in order to make him turn in spite of himself the mill of religious progress, Providence made him blind of heart. 88
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1913 · PDF PAGE 205
The Equinox (Volume I, Number X)
… stars, the silent night Grew deeper, deeper, till the heart o the world Lay bare before me, with no robe to don Save the lucent veil of spirit, argent-white ; And then there came a voice: Arise! Smite! Smite! Ere the portal of the temple may be won! Crash down the walls! Lend all thy hidden might! I, in the bosom of the deep impearled, Cry from the cloud-place of the Underworld. Let the gold banner of the day be unfurled That. I may manifest the secret curled In the darkling bosom of the world’s great night! Then I arose in majesty, and came, …
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1913 · PDF PAGE 386
The Equinox (Volume I, Number X)
…at of Napoleon in order to destroy everything that separates those two geniuses and to unite them in one alone. He was the Samson of the spirit, always ready to shake the columns of the temple; but in order to make him turn in spite of himself the mill of religious progress, Providence made him blind of heart. 88
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Hymn to Pan
…ul that startles in eyes of blue To watch thy wantonness weeping through ‘The tangled grove, the gnarled bole Of the living tree that is spirit and sou! ‘And body and brain—come over the sea, (Go Pan! Io Pan!) Devil or god, to me, to me, ‘My man! my man! ‘Come with trumpets sounding shrill ‘Over the hill! Come with drums low muttering From the spring! ‘Come with flute and come with pipe! ‘Am I not ripe? I, who wait and writhe and wrestle With air that hath no boughs to nestle Oeee ae
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1905 · PDF PAGE 69
Oracles
…ins at the Well of Life, I may be mighty in the Universe. Yea, come thou forth, I mightily conjure Thy radiant Perfection, to compel All Spirits to be subject unto Me, That every spirit of the Firmament And of the Ether, and upon the Earth And under Earth, and of the stable land, Of water, of the whirling of the air,
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1905 · PDF PAGE 71
Oracles
… gloom. But, O abide within Me ! Every hour I need the lofty and the limpid stream Of that White Brilliance : Leave me not alone, O Holy Spirit ! Come to comfort me, To draw me, and to make me manifest, Osiris to the weeping world ; that I Be lifted up upon the Cross of Pain And Sacrifice, to draw all human kind And every germ of matter that hath life, Even after me, to the ineffable Kingdom of Light ! O holy, holy Queen ! Let thy wide pinions overshadow me ! I am, the Resurrection and the Life ! The Reconciler of the Light and Dark. I am the R…
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1905 · PDF PAGE 143
Orpheus
…ce intones a song I know no word of ? Who am I, Love, and where? What is the wonder of this troublous singing? What is the meaning of my spirit’s clinging Still to the two sweet words: repeat, repeat ! “Yes, Love” and “Yes, Love!” Oh the murmur sweet! The fragrance in the air! I know not, I ; amid the choral gladness Steals an essential tremor as of sadness, A grace-note to the bosom 144
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