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1909 · PDF PAGE 53

Clouds Without Water

…esses Or pluck its pallium from the demon-kings, My spirit rests at ease in your caresses, And cares not for the song, so that it sings. Life is but one caress, one song of gladness, One infinite pulse of love in tune with you; One infinite pulse, upsoaring into madness, Down sinking to content, O far and few The stars that follow our lofty pilgrimage Into the abyss of silence and delight Beyond the glamour of the world, the age, The illusions of the light and of the night. Wherefore accept these meteor flames that dance Pale coruscations to ou…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 398

The Equinox (Volume I, Number III)

…s hermitage may hold. At last he cometh to a den Perched high upon the savage scaur, Remote from every haunt of men, From every haunt of life afar. There doth he find Sir Palamede Sitting as steadfast as a star. Scarcely he knew the knight indeed, For he was compassed in a beard White as the streams of snow that feed The lake of Gods and men revered That sitteth upon Caucasus. So muttered he a darkling weird,

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1910 · PDF PAGE 398

The Equinox (Volume I, Number IV)

…s hermitage may hold. At last he cometh to a den Perched high upon the savage scaur, Remote from every haunt of men, From every haunt of life afar. There doth he find Sir Palamede Sitting as steadfast as a star. Scarcely he knew the knight indeed, For he was compassed in a beard White as the streams of snow that feed The lake of Gods and men revered That sitteth upon Caucasus. So muttered he a darkling weird,

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1912 · PDF PAGE 77

Sir Palamedes

…es of the earth, Its towers and temples derelict, The ready ruin of its mirth, The flowers, the fruits, the leaves that fall, The joy of life, its growing girth— And nothing as the end of all. Yea, even as the Yang-tze rolled Its rapids past him, so the wall Of things brake down; his eyes behold The mighty Beast serenely couched Upon its breast of burnished gold. “ Ah! by Christ's blood!” (his soul avouched), “ Nothing but change (but change!) abides. Death lurks, a leopard curled and crouched,

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1929 · PDF PAGE 442

Confessions of Aleister Crowley

…em as a model. The main objects of the instruction were two. It was firstly necessary to explain the universe and the relations of human life therewith. Secondly, to instruct every man how best to adapt his life to the cosmos and to develop his faculties to the utmost advantage. I accordingly constructed a series or rituals, Minerval, Man, Magician, Master-Magician, Perfect Magician and Perfect Initiate, which should illustrate the course of human life in its largest philosophical aspect. I begin by showing the object of the pure soul, "One, in…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 155

The Equinox (Volume I, Number III)

… police regulation, and for underpaid curates to chatter about, and matters that have nothing to do with true progress.” He then divided life into two compart- ments; into the first he threw science, learning, philosophy and all things built.of words—the toys of life; and into 139

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1910 · PDF PAGE 155

The Equinox (Volume I, Number IV)

… police regulation, and for underpaid curates to chatter about, and matters that have nothing to do with true progress.” He then divided life into two compart- ments; into the first he threw science, learning, philosophy and all things built.of words—the toys of life; and into 139

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1911 · PDF PAGE 172

The Vision and the Voice

…t. Tam light, and I am night, and I am that which is beyond them. I am speech, and I am silence, and I am that which is beyond them. Tam life, and Iam death, and I am that which is beyond them. Tam war, and I am peace, and I am that which is beyond them. I am weakness and I am strength, and I am that which is beyond them. Yet by none of these can man reach up to me. Yet by each of them must man reach up to me. Thou shalt laugh at the folly of the fool. Thou shalt learn the wisdom of the wise. And thou shalt be initiate in holy things. And thou …

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1905 · PDF PAGE 236

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…hy brow ; Tam thy queen, enraptured and possessed, Hide thee, sweet river; welcome to the sea, Ocean of love that shall encompass thee ! Life, death, love, hatred, light, darkness, return to me— To me! [TANNHAUSER perceives that he ts in the palace of a Great Queen. Rise, rise, my knight! My king! My love, arise ! See the grave avenues of Paradise, The dewy larches bending at my breath, Portentous cedars prophesying death! ¢ See the long vistas and the dancing sea, The measured motion of fecundity ! Bright winds set swaying the sofi-sounding fl…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 7

The Rites of Eleusis

…Jupiter the solemn and portentous justice, the serious and serene man who has arrived and controls. Mars the soldier, full of energy and life, vigorous and formidable. Sol the man who has still something of his youth left, and is gay betimes and serious betimes, the man who loves and the man who works. Venus explains itself in Shakespeare’s words, “ the lover with a woeful ballad.” Mercury the schoolboy, happy, careless and gay, mischievous and full of animal life. Luna the age of childhood and innocence, unsmirched and white as the planet hers…

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1954 · PDF PAGE 469

Magick Without Tears

436 MAGICK WITHOUT TEARS only of Knowledge but of Life? For there is that in Man which is God, and there is that also which is Dust; and by our Magick we shall make these twain one Flesh, to the Obtaining of the Empery of the Universe. I suppose I might have put it more concisely: Classics is itself Initiation, being the key of the Unconscious; Mathematics is the Art of manipulating the Ruach, and of raising it to Neschamah; and Science is co-terminous with Magick. These are the three branches of study which I regard as fundamental. No others a…

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1898 · PDF PAGE 72

Songs of the Spirit

…id Visioned and unsubsisting save in foreign thought, To its own strength a slave by witchcraft brought ! This is not Love but Lust, not Life but Death is found, All the halls of sense with strife cry and resound. The Brain awakes in wrath ; behold ! the foemen flee, All the earth is clad with gold and all the sea ; Driven back the demons yield, falter and cease ; For a little while the shield of sleep is peace. Clear and bright the lamp burns ; clean and sharp the sword, While I watch their paths between before the Lord. 62

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1899 · PDF PAGE 17

Tale of Archais

…s, that greet this morning of the May With sweet shy vigour, while from the south Toward his lips there came the shining breeze To taste life crystal-clear and die away.

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1901 · PDF PAGE 110

The Mother’s Tragedy

…he dewdrops from the flower-cup of an elf, Not comprehending the mysterious sea Of black swift waters that can drink it up, Not trusting life to its own ecstasy, Not mixing poison with the loving-cup. I, maker of mad rhymes, the reaper she! We lingered but a day upon the lawn. O Thou, the other Reaper! come to me! Thy dark embraces have a germ of Dawn!

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1901 · PDF PAGE 116

The Mother’s Tragedy

…hed all night by my dead lover’s bed. I saw the spirit; heard the motionless Lips part in uttering a supreme caress: “T care not nor for life nor death;” they said, ‘““Only for love.” ‘What difference?” said I, ‘“‘ Dead or alive, I love thee utterly.”

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1901 · PDF PAGE 112

The Soul of Osiris

…IS. HAPPINESS. T is the seasonable sun of spring That gilds the all-rejuvenescent air— New buds, young birds, so happy in the rare Fresh life of earth : myself am bound to sing, Feeling the resurrection crown me king. I am so happy as men never were. Of sorrow much, of suffering a share, Leave me unmoved, or leave me conquering. O miserable ! that it should be so ! Lord Jesus, Sufferer for the sins of man, Thou didst invite me to Thy shame and loss. And I am happy ! Pity me ! Bestow The right to work in the eternal Plan, The right to hang on th…

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1902 · PDF PAGE 134

Tannhäuser

…fore her. Dare you once kiss these grey and withered brows ? As 'twere some flower that fell amid my hair, The lotus of eternal hope and life. Elizabeth. Dare I } 1 kiss you once upon the brow, Praying that God will make the purpose clear. And on the eyes —that He may lend them light. [ Tannhauser rises, and silently departs. Oh God ! Oh God ! That I have loved him so ! Be merciful ! Be merciful ! to him, The great high soul, bound in the lofty sin ; To me, the little soul, the little sin ! 132

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1907 · PDF PAGE 102

Rodin in Rime

…hou shalt drink the hemlock; thou shalt suffer And die for self respect, for love of others! To-day are men indissolubly brothers? Is my life smoother than the Greek’s or rougher? The Greek at least shall stead me in my craft. Crucify Crowley! Nay, my friends! the draught. 66

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1909 · PDF PAGE 211

The Equinox (Volume I, Number I)

…m my brow To push them to the miry slough Wherein the foes of Set are caught. Come, let us pluck the Golden Bough From the brave Tree of life and thought ! Who heareth naught, he heedeth naught. Come, we are safely housed and shrined Where subtler images are wrought Than boast the treasuries of Mind! 201

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1909 · PDF PAGE 211

The Equinox (Volume I, Number II)

…m my brow To push them to the miry slough Wherein the foes of Set are caught. Come, let us pluck the Golden Bough From the brave Tree of life and thought ! Who heareth naught, he heedeth naught. Come, we are safely housed and shrined Where subtler images are wrought Than boast the treasuries of Mind! 201

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