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1911 · PDF PAGE 17

The Vision and the Voice

…of Her by whom came evil into the world. And this darkness swallows everything up, and the angel is gone from the stone; and there is no light therein, save only the light of the Rose and of the Cross. AUMALE, ALGERIA. November 23, 1909, between 8 and 9 p.m. THE Cry OF THE 27TH AETHYR, WHICH IS CALLED ZAA There is an angel with rainbow wings, and his dress is green with silver, a green veil over silver armour. Flames of many-coloured fire dart from him in all directions. It is a woman of some thirty years old, and she has the moon for a crest, …

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1913 · PDF PAGE 411

The Equinox (Volume I, Number IX)

…organs in order to disengage it, and a reaction, of mechanical nature, takes place, which with the movement of the body equilibrates the light of the medium. It is for that reason that it so dangerous to wake somnambulists suddenly, for the gorged medium may then withdraw itself suddenly towards the common reservoir, and abandon the organs altogether; these are then separated from the soul, and death is the result. The state of somnambulism, whether natural or artificial, is then extremely dangerous, because in uniting the phenomena of the waki…

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1913 · PDF PAGE 548

The Equinox (Volume I, Number IX)

…, but sympathies are of fatalism, and very frequently unreasonable. They depend on the more or less balanced attractions of the magnetic light, and act on men in the same way as upon animals. One will stupidly take pleasure in the society of a person in whom is nothing lovable, because one is mysteriously attracted and dominated by him. And often enough, these strange sympathies began by lively antipathies; the fluids repelled each other at first, and subsequently became balanced. The equilibrating speciality of the plastic medium of every pers…

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1913 · PDF PAGE 411

The Equinox (Volume I, Number X)

…organs in order to disengage it, and a reaction, of mechanical nature, takes place, which with the movement of the body equilibrates the light of the medium. It is for that reason that it so dangerous to wake somnambulists suddenly, for the gorged medium may then withdraw itself suddenly towards the common reservoir, and abandon the organs altogether; these are then separated from the soul, and death is the result. The state of somnambulism, whether natural or artificial, is then extremely dangerous, because in uniting the phenomena of the waki…

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1913 · PDF PAGE 548

The Equinox (Volume I, Number X)

…, but sympathies are of fatalism, and very frequently unreasonable. They depend on the more or less balanced attractions of the magnetic light, and act on men in the same way as upon animals. One will stupidly take pleasure in the society of a person in whom is nothing lovable, because one is mysteriously attracted and dominated by him. And often enough, these strange sympathies began by lively antipathies; the fluids repelled each other at first, and subsequently became balanced. The equilibrating speciality of the plastic medium of every pers…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 267

Collected Works (Vol. I)

260 TANNHAUSER In this low twilight and the hanging boughs. I have slept worse than this. Poor Tann- hauser ! I met him walking, as in dream, across The courtyard, while behind him skulked that crew That lurked, and itched to kill him, him unarmed, Not daring! But he reached his hand to me! ‘‘Good luck, old friend!” and, smiling, he was gone. Gone to the Pope—great soul to mounte- bank ! It was her wish, they whisper. Well-a-day ! He’s gone, and not a friend have [ again. This bank is soft with delicate white moss, No pillow better in broad Ger…

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1919 · PDF PAGE 169

The Equinox (Volume III, Number I)

…concentrated for some while. On being asked by R. to go and do some little thing for her, I put hands over eyes before rising, and saw a light so peculiar that it is worth mentioning. It had the appearance of being three distinct things at once. Dead black, a beautiful night-sky-blue, but at the same time the very essence of it was brilliant light. Quite indescribable in words. (Seems very good. O.M.) It may be remarked that Fra. V.I.O. had occupied himself with the contempla- tion of the Stélé of Revealing, completed therefrom a Pantacle of Nu…

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1911 · PDF PAGE 83

Hail Mary

… world’s deceitful ways, Bring to Thine assured assent By Thy mystic sacrament. Queen of Mercy, Queen of Might, Bring us to Thine ardent light ! We are weak and violent : By Thy mystic sacrament Bring us to Thy power and peace, To the passionless release ! Queen of Splendour, Queen of Love, Bring us to Thine House above, Where in love and splendour dwell All the saints that praise Thee well. Bring us to their great content By Thy mystic sacrament ! Amen. O 76

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1954 · PDF PAGE 123

Magick Without Tears

… unites the ruby red of Blood with the gold of the Sun. It combines the best characteristics of the Yellow and the White Schools. In the light of M. Aumont's exposition, it is easy to understand. To us, every phenomenon is an Act of Love. Every experience is necessary, is a Sacrament, is a means of Growth. Hence, "existence is pure joy" (AL, II: 9). "A feast every day in your hearts in the joy of my rapture! A feast every night unto Nu, and the pleasure of uttermost delight!" (AL, II: 42, 43)

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1905 · PDF PAGE 132

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…DS WITH SHELLEY 125 Linger, dew, linger and gem All the fresh flowers in the garland ; Blossom, leaf, bud and green stem Flash with your light to some far land, Where men shall wonder if you be not a newly-be~- starland. Ah! the sweet scents of the woods! Ah! the sweet sounds of the heaven ! Sights of impetuous floods, Foam like the daisy at even, Folding o’er passionate gold petals that sun- rise had riven ! See, like my life is the stream Now its desire is grown quiet ; Life was a passionate dream Once, when light fancy ran riot, Now, ere you…

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1906 · PDF PAGE 39

Collected Works (Vol. II)

… Mountains. He shall come Where blooms the sempiterne chrysanthe- mum. The wingéd Lion, that wrought dire amaze In the Dark Place, where Light was, did his ways 1 With a letter to Ceylon, sent from Mexico in duplicate for certainty by way both of Eng- land and Japan. The allusions are Hermetic or Alchemical. VOL. IT. Take fiery to enkindle a new flame: The Eagle of the High Lands yet that came By the red sunset to an eastern sky Shall plume himself and gather him and fly Even as a Man that rideth on a Beast Trained, to the Golden Dawn-sky of th…

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1911 · PDF PAGE 107

The Vision and the Voice

…n salutation, for the Mother and the Babe are my com- panions. Let the banquet be prepared in the palace of the King’s daughter. Let the lights be kindled; Are not we the children of the light? (Refrain.) (v. VII.) For this is the key-stone of the palace of the King’s daughter. This is the Stone of the Philosophers. This is the Stone that is hidden in the walls of the ramparts. Peace, Peace, Peace unto Him that is throned therein! (Refrain.) Now then we are passed within the lines of the army, and we are come unto a palace of which every stone …

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1905 · PDF PAGE 36

Orpheus

…ngs eternal! Life, love, or disaster! Abiding unshaken, I sleep and I waken On wonderful wings ; In depth and in height, In darkness and light, In weakness and might, In blindness and sight, In mercy and spite, In day and in night, Averse or aright, For dule or delight, I am master of things. ORPHEUS O mother, I fear me! The might of the lyre! 37

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1910 · PDF PAGE 180

The Equinox (Volume I, Number III)

…un, Concealed of the Concealed. By Thy most secret and Holy Name of Apophis be Thou blessed, Lucifer, Star of the Dawn, Satan- Jeheshua, Light of the World! Blessed be Thou, Buddha, Osiris, by whatever Name I call Thee Thou art nameless to Eternity. Blessed be Thou, O Day, that Thou hast risen in the Night of Time; First Dawn in the Chaos of poor P.’s poor mind! Accursed be Thou, Jehovah, Brahma, unto the Aeons of Aeons: thou who didst create Darkness and not Light! Mara, vile Mask of Matter! Arise, O Shiva, and destroy! That in destruction the…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 180

The Equinox (Volume I, Number IV)

…un, Concealed of the Concealed. By Thy most secret and Holy Name of Apophis be Thou blessed, Lucifer, Star of the Dawn, Satan- Jeheshua, Light of the World! Blessed be Thou, Buddha, Osiris, by whatever Name I call Thee Thou art nameless to Eternity. Blessed be Thou, O Day, that Thou hast risen in the Night of Time; First Dawn in the Chaos of poor P.’s poor mind! Accursed be Thou, Jehovah, Brahma, unto the Aeons of Aeons: thou who didst create Darkness and not Light! Mara, vile Mask of Matter! Arise, O Shiva, and destroy! That in destruction the…

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1906 · PDF PAGE 41

Gargoyles

…the dice at a sombre game, Game without goal of peace or fame. Sinister, sombre, horrors and hates Lurk in the shadows, under the walls. Light deceives, and the darkness lies. Love there is none; he is child of peace: Joy there is none; she is bride of force: Thought there is none; it is birth:—there fell 35

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1907 · PDF PAGE 50

Rodin in Rime

REVEIL D’ADONIS? DONIS, awake, it is day; it is spring! It is dawn on the lea, it is light on the lake! The fawn ’s in the bush and the bird ’s on the wing! Adonis, awake! Adonis, awake! We are colour and song And form, we are Muses most tender to take Thy life up to Art that was lost over long. Adonis, awake! Adonis, awake! thou hast risen above The fear in the forest, the brute in the brake. | Thou art sacred to shrines that are higher than Love! Adonis, awake! 1 Properly the sequel to Mort d’ Adonis on p. 62. 30

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1907 · PDF PAGE 310

The Star in the West

…tage when he ceases to think empirically under the schemata of Time and Space . The mind at such moments reaches heights wherein another light suc ceeds to the light of experience ; there is a mental “ whirl " which , though irrational to pure reason , has an incalculable value , probably depending on certain higher laws unknown to the rational world . When the soul has reached this point , law , in the rational sense of the term , has ceased to have any existence , and it henceforth enters into direct communion with the Good ; which is its own…

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1911 · PDF PAGE 253

The Equinox (Volume I, Number V)

…glimmering home, And heaven laughed, and earth: and mine old prison, The seas that lay beneath the mighty dome, Shone with my splendour. Light did first bedizen Earth with its clusters of fiery dew and spray, When I looked forth and cried, “ It is the day!” The stars are dewdrops on my bosom’s space; The sun and moon are glances through my lashes, Long, tender rays of night ; my subtle face Burns through the sky-dusk, lightens, fills, and flashes With solemn joy and laughter οἱlove; the grace Of all my body swaying stoops and dashes Swift to the da…

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1911 · PDF PAGE 253

The Equinox (Volume I, Number VI)

…glimmering home, And heaven laughed, and earth: and mine old prison, The seas that lay beneath the mighty dome, Shone with my splendour. Light did first bedizen Earth with its clusters of fiery dew and spray, When I looked forth and cried, “ It is the day!” The stars are dewdrops on my bosom’s space; The sun and moon are glances through my lashes, Long, tender rays of night ; my subtle face Burns through the sky-dusk, lightens, fills, and flashes With solemn joy and laughter οἱlove; the grace Of all my body swaying stoops and dashes Swift to the da…

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