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1954 · PDF PAGE 512

Magick Without Tears

…ust off the Place des Tertres, overlooking the city. A large and lovely studio, panelled in oak. Strange: it was completely bare, and so far as one could see, it had no door. The skylights, mindful, were carefully screened with broidered stuff. A gallery, some ten feet from the floor, ran round one corner. Here was a buffet, loaded with priceless wines and liquors of all sorts-except the "soft"-and excellent variety of all cold "snack" refreshments. One gained it by a staircase from the lower floor. By the buffet , the old butler: oh, for a pai…

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1954 · PDF PAGE 485

Magick Without Tears

… Venus of Milo. The maximum success possible in such an operation would be to become a "Black-Brother"; but what happens in practice, so far as my own experience goes, is complete dispersion of the mental faculties amounting to suicide; I could quote no less than four cases in which actual physical self-murder was the direct result.

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1910 · PDF PAGE 420

The Equinox (Volume I, Number III)

… SARACEN KNIGHT Buzzing some streamlet through a wood. Sir Palamede grows mighty wroth, And mutters maledictions rude, Seeing his quarry far and loth And thieves despoiling all the bait. Now, careless of the knightly oath, The sun pours down his eastern gate. The chase is over: see ye then, Coursing afar, afoam at fate, Sir Palamede the Saracen !

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1910 · PDF PAGE 420

The Equinox (Volume I, Number IV)

… SARACEN KNIGHT Buzzing some streamlet through a wood. Sir Palamede grows mighty wroth, And mutters maledictions rude, Seeing his quarry far and loth And thieves despoiling all the bait. Now, careless of the knightly oath, The sun pours down his eastern gate. The chase is over: see ye then, Coursing afar, afoam at fate, Sir Palamede the Saracen !

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1913 · PDF PAGE 144

Cambridge Poets 1900–1913

Constantine Michaelides . * THE FOREST OF MASSACHUSETTS BEFORE THE COMING OF THE ENGLISH . THE agelong rest of trees swept wide and far 1 Upon the breast of the unwakened earth , The silent forest spoke in changeless tongues The mystic speech of things as yet unborn , Wild roared and broke the sea upon the coast Wearing the aging patience of the rocks ; And out upon her never sail was seen To break the flowing pageant of the hours ; The rivers wound unfettered through the plains And told the listless listening forests tales Of far - off mountai…

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1961 · PDF PAGE 57

Liber Aleph

… it by Devotion to its Opposite until Equilibrium be re- established. But seek not to grow by sudden Determination toward Things that be far from thee; only, if such a Thing come into thy Thought, construct a Bridge thereunto, and take firmly the first Step upon the Bridge. I shall explain this. Dost thou speculate upon the Motives of the Stars, and on their Elements, their Size and Weight? Then thou must first gain Knowledge of Doctrine mathematical, of Laws physical and chemical. So then first, that thou mayst understand clearly the Nature of…

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1898 · PDF PAGE 18

Songs of the Spirit

When he dips down beyond the far flat land, Know never more the day and night apart, Know not where frost has laid his iron hand, Save only that it fastens on my heart ; Save only that it grips with icy fire These veins no fire of hell could satiate ; Save only that it quenches this desire. Let me pass out beyond the city gate. 8

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1901 · PDF PAGE 61

The Mother’s Tragedy

THE FATAL FORCE Within the gateway of the golden East To rule my fate; but I have conquered Fate Thus far, that I am perfect in myself, The absolute unity and triple power Engrafted. For the foolish people see An old grey woman, wicked, not divine, Who shall this hour assume the royal self And the old godhead, and the lithe strong limbs And supple loins and splendid bosom bare Full of bright milk, the breast of all the world. This lesser mastery I have made mine own By strange devices, by unheard-of ways Of wisdom, by strong sins, and magical R…

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1954 · PDF PAGE 76

Magick Without Tears

…k, and pulling your iron, and socketing your mashie and not being up with your putt-that's 6, and you are not allowed to pick up. It's a far cry to the Nineteenth, and the sky threatens storm before the imminent night. Love is the law, love under will. Fraternally, 666

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1954 · PDF PAGE 141

Magick Without Tears

…t call a spade a bloody shovel! I shall break off this brief note at this point , so that you may have time to tell me if what I have so far said covers the whole ground of your enquiry. Love is the law, love under will. Fraternally, 666

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1911 · PDF PAGE 8

The Vision and the Voice

… which is as Death: or a Death which should be infinite. For Thou art submitted to the Four: Five thou shalt find, but Seven is lone and far. O Lord God, let Thy Spirit hither unto me! For I am lost in the night of infinite pain: no hope: no God: no resurrection: no end: I fall: I fear. O Saviour of the World, bruise Thou my Head with Thy foot to save the world, that once again I touch Him whom I slew, that in my death I feel the radiance and the heat of the moving of Thy Robes! Let us alone! What have we to do with Thee, Thou Jesus of Nazareth…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 38

Oracles

… another as the flames Of our hell fuse us into one wild soul : Then, one immaculate divinest whole, Plunge, fire, within all fire, dive far to death ; Till, like king Satan’s sympathetic breath, Burn on us as a voice from far above Strange nameless elements of fire and love ;

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1910 · PDF PAGE 110

Ambergris

…woodland ! Shall I find Crowtoe, Violet, jessamine ! I’ll bind Garlands. Fancy I m a princess. Where Go to ? Persia, China, Finisterre ? Far lands ! ” Pity Dora ! Only one Daisy Did she find. The sulking sun Slept still. Dora stamped her foot. Aurora Lazy

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1912 · PDF PAGE 85

Mortadello

…. And you ? GOVERNOR. The hour of dew. I never felt such heat. ALESSANDRO. A devilish hot day. Well, thank the Lord, the beach is not so far away. Come off with me and bathe. GOVERNOR. My God, you must be mad. I can’t leave. If you knew the trouble I have had ! ALESSANDRO. What ! the Princess has tantrums ? GOVERNOR. No ; beyond belief Far worse. The trouble is that every rogue and thief Hearing she is here, goes down and slobbers on the stones, Kisses the turnkey, deaves the captain with his groans, Wants to repent and live a holy life hencefo…

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1899 · PDF PAGE 10

The Honourable Adulterers

124° MYSTERIES : Lifted, and in the shadow far behind Dim and divine, within the shadow blind. My own love’s face most amorously draw Out of the deep toward my cloudy mind. And suddenly I felt a kiss enclose My whole live body, as a rich red rose Folding its sweetness round the honey-bee. I felt a perfect soul embracing me, And in my spirit like a river flows A passion like the passion of the sea.

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1908 · PDF PAGE 75

Amphora

…r’s delicious dim Fragrance let us lift the hymn Fiery as the Seraphim— Ave, blessed Mary ! Send the sweet and solemn strain Through the far enchanted fane, Till the skies ring back again Ave, blessed Mary ! Purest lips of grace and youth Invocate Thy royal ruth, Conjure by the Word of Truth— Ave, blessed Mary ! Maiden bodies vowed to Thee, Souls of stainless chastity, Cry Thy worship ardently— Ave, blessed Mary ! I 68

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1954 · PDF PAGE 443

Magick Without Tears

…o go so miraculously well!) All is not lost-not even honour! Suppose you reflect that (after all) Hebrew is a late language , invented ; far, far removed from the primitive grunts and groans (with their corresponding motions) that we set out to study. Let us take the high hand , and say that the Guttural Correspondence doesn't rime with anything , that it is just an amazing piece of sheer luck. With all due caution, therefore, let us attack our puzzle from the other end ; let us see what astral experiment tells us about the philology of it!

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1899 · PDF PAGE 146

Jephthah and Other Mysteries

124° MYSTERIES : Lifted, and in the shadow far behind Dim and divine, within the shadow blind. My own love’s face most amorously draw Out of the deep toward my cloudy mind. And suddenly I felt a kiss enclose My whole live body, as a rich red rose Folding its sweetness round the honey-bee. I felt a perfect soul embracing me, And in my spirit like a river flows A passion like the passion of the sea.

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1911 · PDF PAGE 1

For Her Namesake

…o the woodland! Shall I find Crowtoe, Violet, jessamine! I'll bind Garlands Fancy I'm a princess. Where Go to? Persia, China, Finistere? Far lands!’ Pity Dora! Only one Daisy Did she find. The sulking sun Slept still. Dora stamped her foot. Aurora Lazy Stirred not. Hush! A footstep. Dora Kept still.

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1911 · PDF PAGE 75

Hail Mary

…r’s delicious dim Fragrance let us lift the hymn Fiery as the Seraphim— Ave, blessed Mary ! Send the sweet and solemn strain Through the far enchanted fane, Till the skies ring back again Ave, blessed Mary ! Purest lips of grace and youth Invocate Thy royal ruth, Conjure by the Word of Truth— Ave, blessed Mary ! Maiden bodies vowed to Thee, Souls of stainless chastity, Cry Thy worship ardently— Ave, blessed Mary ! I 68

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