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1913 · PDF PAGE 147

The Equinox (Volume I, Number X)

…Harden! Hold thyself up! now die— Ah! Ah! Exceed! Exceed! OLYMPAS. And I? maRsyas. My stature shall surpass the stars : He hath said it! Men shall worship me In hidden woods, on barren scaurs, Henceforth to all eternity. oLympas. Hail! I adore thee! Let us feast. marsyas. I am the consecrated Beast. I build the Abominable House. The Scarlet Woman is my Spouse— oLympas. What is this word? MARSYAS. Thou canst not know Till thou hast passed the Fourth Ordeal. otympas. I worship thee. The moon-rays flow Masterfully rich and real From thy red mouth,…

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1914 · PDF PAGE 5

Chicago May

CHICAGO MAY From A runs this one tale of lust and greed — And yet you think men love you. Love, indeed1 Lie still, lie still, and let my heart run on From hate to—love. I name the one pure word ‘That she blasphemes ; her life's Satyricon Would taint all speech! Yet “love,” obscenely purred From whiskered lips, stillsends my spi To God from all this miry martyrdom. ‘There is a woman, true, fair, wise, and young, Her soul one flame for art and song, her soul Pure as the trilling musick of her tongue, Her heart one flame—for me. The single goal Of…

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1919 · PDF PAGE 212

The Equinox (Volume III, Number I)

…ch recognition in every country in the world. In more remote times, the constituent originating assem- blies of the O.T.O. included such men as: Fohi Hippolytus Laotze Merlin Siddartha Arthur Krishna Titurel Tahuti Amfortas Ankh-f-n-khonsu Percivale Herakles Mosheh Orpheus Odysseus 198

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1929 · PDF PAGE 94

Confessions of Aleister Crowley

…y and hustling one of the proctors. My immediate impulse was to gloat upon the evil that had befallen my natural enemy, for until that moment my absurd shyness had prevented me from realizing my relations with the authorities. I had timidly accepted the conventional chaff, but now almost before that first thought was formulated my inmost instincts sprang into consciousness. I shouted to the few scattered gownsmen that were still in the square and hurled myself headlong to the rescue of my detested tyrant. He was pretty well under the weather, w…

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1898 · PDF PAGE 136

White Stains

…pittle weaned, Fire my fierce brain ! resolve my rotted heart ! Fill me with drunkenness ! How changed thou art, Body, from that these women loved so well ! God ! will they still lust after me in Hell ? But this is Hell ! Aha ! if you were me, Blind staring cripple yonder, you should see Whether I lie ! A cripple are you then ? Look upon me, the leper among men, The corpse among the living ! Intercede, Good pitying pitiable Christ ! My need Is viler than my sins ! Old sins, you tire ! Come, some new devilry to reinspire My lips with frenzied la…

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1899 · PDF PAGE 50

Jephthah and Other Mysteries

…ts on the banner Of Israel like to a bird; It flaps in the air, and Hosanna! Flings up to the sky for a word! Long streams of light horsemen are flashing Through fields where the tempest was lashing, Through the pools of the battle-blood splashing, Long swords to the rout of the herd. For fighters slip down on the dying, And flying folk stumble on dead, And the sound of the pitiless crying Of slaughter is heavy and red, The sound of the lust of the slayer As fierce as a Persian’s prayer, And the sound of the loud harp-player Like the wind beats…

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1916 · PDF PAGE 1

The Message of the Master Therion

….A:, the Great White Brotherhood of Light. ace [Now therefore must he of necessity take up the Curse of his Grade, and preach his Law to men. Here then is ‘Law as it is written in the Book of the Law. Do what thou wile shall be ehe whole of the Law. ‘There is no Law beyond Do what thou wilt. ‘The word of the Law is OZATIMA. [Now itis said of the Magus that in the beginning doth

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1929 · PDF PAGE 64

Confessions of Aleister Crowley

64 up to that moment concealed itself from me. It was an experience of horror and pain, combined with a certain ghostly terror, yet at the same time it was {123} 1. There is a great deal more to this story; but I may not tell it --- yet. 2. WEH Note: Remember, this was the 1890s, not the 1990s, when most people will be reading this copy. the key to the purest and holiest spiritual ecstasy that exists. At the time, I was not aware of the supreme importance of the matter. It seemed to me little more than a development of certain magical processes…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 76

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…sts, our fear ! Hear, Most Tligh, oh, hear! Enter Messenger. MESSENGER. My lords, take heed now, prayer is good to save While yet the foemen are far off; but now They howl and clamour at our very gates. ELEAZAR. Blaspheme not God, but tell thy woeful news. CHorus, I fear me for the sorrow that he speaks. MESSENGER. The tribe of Ephraim went forth to fight Armed, and with bows, and turned them back to-day. For in the South a cloud of many men, And desert horsemen fiery as the sun, Swarmed on the plains, a crescent from the hills That girdle Maha…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 32

Moonchild

…ecovery. She preferred to think of that other side of his character which she knew from the "Titanic" episode, and that other of how his men had feared to follow him across a certain snow-slope that hung above a Himalayan precipice — when he had glissaded [48] on his back, head foremost, to within a yard of the brink. The men had followed him then; and she knew that she too would follow him to the end of the world. Lost in these meditations, she hardly noticed that the seance was over. The medium had gradually fallen "asleep" again, to wake up …

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1901 · PDF PAGE 41

The Mother’s Tragedy

… dear friend, seek comfort in my arms! Look to Our Lady of the Seven Stars! CORA. Can you not see? I am cut off from God! Loathsome bull-men in their corruption linked Whisper lewd fancies in my ear. Great fish, Monstrous and flat, with vile malignant eyes, And crawling beetles of gigantic strength, Crushed, mangled, moving, are about me. Go! Go! do not touch the carcase of myself That is abased, defiled, abominable.

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1905 · PDF PAGE 13

Rosa Mundi

…re ? Suppose Hell’s waters wash the memory of this rose Out of my mind, what misery matters then ? Or, if they leave it, all the woes of men Are as pale shadows in the glory of That passionate splendour of Love. Ay ! my own voice, my own thoughts. These, then, must be The mutiny of some worm’s misery, Some chained despair knotted into my flesh, Some chance companion, some soul damned afresh Since my redemption, that is vocal at all ; For I am wrapt away from light and call In the sweet heart of the red rose. My spirit only knows This woman and …

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1909 · PDF PAGE 401

The Equinox (Volume I, Number I)

…ed dead who never lived; and a trodden worm writhes longer than a felled ox. So therefore Tennyson succumbed to contempt, not to hatred; men twitched their robes away from the contamination of the unclean thing—there was no fight, no bloodshed. Now therefore the smirking approval of the neuters of England continues unashamed, until the younger generation (some of them) may be inclined to class Tennyson with the poets, rather than with the Longfellows and Cloughs. They can hardly imagine any creature, however vile, so crapulous as to prostitute …

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1909 · PDF PAGE 401

The Equinox (Volume I, Number II)

…ed dead who never lived; and a trodden worm writhes longer than a felled ox. So therefore Tennyson succumbed to contempt, not to hatred; men twitched their robes away from the contamination of the unclean thing—there was no fight, no bloodshed. Now therefore the smirking approval of the neuters of England continues unashamed, until the younger generation (some of them) may be inclined to class Tennyson with the poets, rather than with the Longfellows and Cloughs. They can hardly imagine any creature, however vile, so crapulous as to prostitute …

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1929 · PDF PAGE 267

Confessions of Aleister Crowley

…ld have ridden it head first without the slightest risk of hurting himself. The width of the avalanche (and other signs) showed that six men on a 120-foot rope had been walking on each other's heels, the rope being festooned so as to be worse than useless. A man struggling in loose show avalance has a fair chance of getting to the top, but if every time he does so he is jerked away by the rope, it will be the greatest piece of luck if he is not killed. Tartarin, who should have been the last man on a descent in order to watch the others, to see…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 157

Collected Works (Vol. I)

150 THE FATAL FORCE The pale sweet blooms of lotus burn; The scent of spring is in the soul ; Men’s spirits to the loftiest turn ; Light is extended and made whole. The waters of the whispering Nile Lisp of their loves a little while, Then break, like songsters, into sighing, Because the lazy days are dying; And swift and tawny strcams must rise World’s world to fertilise. The lotus is afire for love, | Its yearnings are immortal still ; But in its bosom, fed thereof, Lust, like a child, will.have his will. Immortal fervour, strangely blent Wit…

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1899 · PDF PAGE 10

An Appeal to the American Republic

…n height, Nor is not cast in mercy’s sliver mould :— Swords sharp to slay, when vengeance must its fill Drink of the bloody rill Wherein men lave their mouths, arise and smite and kill. Listen all lands, and wonder ! For the night Rolls back her beaten iron, and the day Breaks, and the passionate heralds of the light, Armoured with love for panoply of might, Rush on the portals of the falling way. The lamps of heaven are dim while swords strike fire From rocks whose crests burn higher :— At their assault hell’s dogs gasp, totter, and expire All…

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1899 · PDF PAGE 14

An Appeal to the American Republic

And men who come behind us yet unborn, Nor dimly guessed at down the brook of time, Shall celebrate the brave undying morn When the free nations put aside their scorn For friendship, rock no sundering surge may climb, When their strong hands gripped hard across the sea, Flushed with fresh victory, Lands royal, leal, and great, vast beautiful, and free. Our children’s children shall unsheathe the sword Against the envy of some tyrant power, The leader of your people and our lord Shall join to wrest from slavery abhorred Some other race, a fair s…

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1899 · PDF PAGE 228

Jephthah and Other Mysteries

206 MYSTERIES: Our prows with seaweed, such as wise men seek For cleansing of their altars with slow blood Wrenched from the long dark leaves, with fingers weak With age and toil; to stem the restless flood That boils between the islands; to attain The ultimate ice, where some calm hero stood And looked one last time for a sail in vain, And looking upward not in vain, lay down And died, to pass where cold and any pain Are not. So still the night is, like the crown Most white of the high God that glittereth, The stars surround the moon, and Nere…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 94

Konx Om Pax

…ts in Ibis flight Who whirls the Sword and Scales of Right. The tall ship strikes: the rending roar 0f death devours the horrid war Where men dash women to the deck, Leave children wailing on the wreck. . . . Behold the lightning-‘5 jagged flash Spell out the signal with its lash— “ Hua is God " (it tore the sea) “There is none other God than He.” He conjures up the greasy glare Of Rupert Street by Leicester Square, Whose sodden slaves with sweat and paint Sicken the soul and make it faint. Build of the slimy scales of vice One concentrated cocka…

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