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1904 · PDF PAGE 89

The Sword of Song

… of that virgin was on this wise: She had three arrows, y et but two flanks, and the wise men s aid that who knew two was three,1 should know three was eight, 2 if the circle were but squared; and this also one day shall ye know, my Brethren ! And she gave him the great and perfect gift of Magic, so that he fared forth right comely and well-provided. N ow at that great wedding was a Suggler, 3 a riddler : for he said, “Thou hast beasts : I will give thee weapons one for one.” For the Lion did our Father win a little fiery wand like a flame, and…

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1906 · PDF PAGE 32

Collected Works (Vol. II)

…at passeth understanding, that am [! Even I, perceiving deeply beneath the eyes of flame The soul that, kindling, is not kindled: I have known thy Name. Awake, O soaring billows! Lighten the raging dome, Wrap the wide horizon in a single cloak of flaming foam, Leap in your fury! Beat upon the shores unseen! Devour your food, The broken cliff, the crumbled bank, the bar. I know the mood. Even so I see the terror of universal strife : Murderous war, and murderous peace, and miserable life : The pang of childbirth, and the pain of youth, and the f…

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1909 · PDF PAGE 5

The Holy Books

…ends in ecstasy to kiss The secret ardours of Hadit. The winged globe, the starry blue, Are mine, 0 Ankh-af-na-khonsu! I 5. Now ye shall know that the chosen priest and apostle of infinite space is the prince- priest the Beast; and in his woman called the Scarlet Woman is all power given. They shall gather my children into their fold: they shall bring the glory of the stars into the hearts of men. 16. For he is ever a sun, and she isa moon. But to him is the winged secret flame, and to her the stooping starlight. 17. But ye are not so chosen. 18.…

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1913 · PDF PAGE 185

Cambridge Poets 1900–1913

…ut by the mirror of her bridal days . . . Why needs she now its counsel or its praise , Or happy symbol of the henna leaf For hands that know the comradeship of grief , Red spices for her lips that drink of sighs , Or black collyrium for her weeping eyes ? Shatter her shining bracelets , break the string Threading the mystic marriage beads that cling Loth to desert a sobbing throat so sweet , Unbind the golden anklets on her feet Divest her of her azure veils and cloud Her living beauty in a living shroud . Nay , let her be ! . . . what comfort…

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1913 · PDF PAGE 236

Cambridge Poets 1900–1913

…” he said Climb, cloud and pencil all the blue Come away , you fools , you fools Come to where the wind is sighing 101 104 45 199 Do you know the soul of night ? Ere the snow lies sleek ... Exile from humankind ... 66 217 po

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1928 · PDF PAGE 32

Little Poems in Prose

…is is an honest newspaper;”— implying that all other newspapers were edited by scoundrels. I saluted a score of people, of whom I do not know fifteen. I scattered hand-

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1929 · PDF PAGE 405

Confessions of Aleister Crowley

…ullo," said I, as I entered the studio; "you've been doing the Man of Vitruvius, have you?" "Man of what?" said Epstein. "Vitruvius; you know --- the Microcosm?" I might have been talking Choctaw. I could not believe that Epstein did not know all about it. But he did not know even which of his statues I was talking about. I pointed. "Nonsense," said he, "that is my Sun-God. What has Besubius got to do with it?" I was struck dumb. Vitruvius was (of course, but I suppose I had better explain!) the great Augustan architect, whose treatise on the s…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 106

Collected Works (Vol. III)

10O GARGOYLES I know him little ; liking what I know. But you—you offer me his flesh and blood. I taste it—never another vintage owe, Nor bid me sup upon another food ! This is our marriage; firmer than the root Of love or lust could plant our joy, my wife, We stand in this, the purple-seeded fruit Of yon youth’s fair and pitiable life. Do I not fear that you may treat me so? One day your passion slake itself some- how, Seek vigour from another murder? No! You harlot, for I mean to kill you—now. THE EYES OF PHARAOH. DEAD Pharaoh’s eyes from out…

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1906 · PDF PAGE 89

Collected Works (Vol. II)

…oil of them In the pomegranate walks of Proser- pine !! THE FORTY-FIFTH DAY. ‘Peace, fool! I have not done.” Troilus and Cressida, THovu knowest, O Love, how tired our bodies grow Forgotten in quick converse, love to love ; How the flame flickers of the ghost above, The spirit’s kiss; the sleepless to-and-fro Movement of love’s desire too strong to know Or care for that it takes its substance of— As if life’s burden were not drear enough Or death’s deliverance not so far and slow. Our bodies almost perish, with one thought Crowned and completed…

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1902 · PDF PAGE 98

Tannhäuser

…e Of lonely seeking for the Grail of God ! I—call you husband ? When I said your name, It was to set the task impossible :— Had they but known it —just as one should say : " Bring down St Michael : let me marry him ! " They knew the angels were too pure ; but you, They guessed not how exalted were your hopes ; How utterly unselfish, pure, and true, Your great heart beat ! TannhAuser {with bitterness). I hardly knew, myself! {Aside.) Here is the virgin insight of the truth ! Or—cannot purity be brought to know Aught but itself? Some poets tell u…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 137

The Winged Beetle

…u see me walk in clubs, not cloisters ; Eat not ambrosia, but oysters. Nor shall it all avail you, though You eat your heart for lust to know, To watch these sparks of verse I throw Cold ere they flame ! For they attest The anvil’s ring, the hammer’s zest, The white-hot rage of steel, that is My soul exulting in God’s kiss The hammer, and the anvil life. . . . . . . . . . . Go, and explain it to your wife !

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1926 · PDF PAGE 4

Liber Al vel Legis

…ends in ecstasy to kiss The secret ardours of Hadit. The winged globe, the starry blue, Are mine, 0 Ankh-af-na-khonsu! I 5. Now ye shall know that the chosen priest and apostle of infinite space is the prince- priest the Beast; and in his woman called the Scarlet Woman is all power given. They shall gather my children into their fold: they shall bring the glory of the stars into the hearts of men. 16. For he is ever a sun, and she isa moon. But to him is the winged secret flame, and to her the stooping starlight. 17. But ye are not so chosen. 18.…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 67

Collected Works (Vol. III)

…he afterglow When you come shyly out of the folded bud, Unsheath your dainty soul, bathe it in blood Of my heart? Do you love me? Do you know How I love you? twittering rhymes I string you? Is your tiny life withdrawn Into its cup for modesty when I sing So softly to you and hold you in my hands, Do you love these You wild, wee wonder of wisdom? Now I bring My lips to your body and touch you reverently, Knowing as I know what Gabriel under- stands When he spreads his wings above for canopy When you would sleep, you frail angelic thing Like a ti…

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1898 · PDF PAGE 60

White Stains

… mouth like snakes’ mouths crimson red, A very beast of prey ; and I like thee, Fiery, unweary, as thou art of me. But raise no head ; I know thee, breast and thigh, Lips, hair and eyes and mouth : I will not die But thou come with me o’er the gate of death. So, blood and body furious with breath That pants through foaming kisses, let us stay Gripped hard together to keep life away, Mouths drowned in murder, never satiate, Kissing away the hard decrees of Fate, Kissing insatiable in mad desire Kisses whose agony may never tire,

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1903 · PDF PAGE 14

Alice: An Adultery

…e or rhythm. I attempt neither eulogy nor criticism here. Indeed, it seems to me entirely uncalled for. His words were : “ Let the world know how wonderful it was,” that is, his love xi

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1904 · PDF PAGE 84

The Sword of Song

…e ceas ing from existence is the ceasing of sorrow (the third) ; and you would seek in the fourth the Way , the Noble Eightfold Path. “I know, O Arahats, that y ou do not need this instruction : but m y words will not stay here : they will go forth and illum inate the whole system of ten thousand worlds, w here Arahats do not grow on every tree. Little brothers, the night is fallen : it were well to sleep.”

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1905 · PDF PAGE 12

Rosa Mundi

…st sacred presence Not fill the Real, then this voice were whirled Away in the wind of its own folly, thrown Into forgotten places and unknown. So I sing on ! Sister and wife, dear wife, Light of my love and lady of my life, Answer if thou canst from the unsullied place, Unveiling for one star-wink thy bright face ! Did we leave then, once cognisant, Time for some Fear to implant His poison ? Did we hesitate ? Leave but one little chance to Fate ? For one swift second did we wait ? There is no need to answer : God is God, A jealous God and evil…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 145

The Scented Garden

…and giveth pearly dew, like the stars to the roses, assuaging thy desire. Beautiful is my member as it openeth thy podex, and allwise to know every secret recess thereof, holding it on its stiffness like a lion thrust through by a spear, assuaging thy desire.

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1928 · PDF PAGE 136

Little Poems in Prose

…Clouds, Silence, Night; the vast green Sea, the shapeless water that hath many shapes; the place where thou art not, the lover that thou knowest not, mon- strous flowers and delirious perfumes, cats that swoon at music and groan as women do with harsh, soft voice. “And thou shalt be loved of my lovers, courted by my courtiers. Thou shalt be the queen of those men whose eyes are green and whose throats I have clutched in my nocturnal caresses: of those who love the sea, the vast, tumultuous sea, the shapeless water that hath many shapes, the pla…

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1961 · PDF PAGE 67

Liber Aleph

…, but put it to most fruitful Usury. Now then of the Art and Craft of this most Holy Mystery I write not, for a Reason that thou already knowest. Moreover, in this Matter, thou shalt best learn by thine own Experience, and thine Observation in true Science shall guide thee. For this Secret is still of Magick, and Occult, so that I know not certainly if thy Will lieth with my Way or no. o

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