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1913 · PDF PAGE 147

The Equinox (Volume I, Number X)

…OLOMON THE KING They lead their hosts to victory: In every joy they are kings; then see That secret serpent coiled to spring And win the world! O priest and king, Let there be feasting, foining, fighting, A revel of lusting, singing, smiting! Work; be the bed of work! Hold! Hold! The stars’ kiss is as molten gold. 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…

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1919 · PDF PAGE 212

The Equinox (Volume III, Number I)

…ers; and its chiefs are initiates of the highest rank, and recognized as such by all capable of such 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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1961 · PDF PAGE 23

Liber Aleph

…or like a Riddle in Pictures. But alway does he triumph and fulfil himself therein, for the Dream is a natural Compensation in the inner World for any Failure of Achievement in the outer. t

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1929 · PDF PAGE 208

Confessions of Aleister Crowley

…that I am callous, whether the long torture of my patient silent struggle against the tyrants of my boyhood case-hardened me against the world. I do not know how far the habit of concentration and the peculiar selective action of my memory has deadened my sensibilities, for I am as indifferent to most impressions as the holiest hermit could desire. I have become almost incapable of registering conscious impressions unless they pass the censor as having legitimate business with me. Of course a not dissimilar state of abstractedness is common eno…

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1899 · PDF PAGE 11

An Appeal to the American Republic

…ear To the still murmur of the love-lorn sphere, And all ye caves their murmurs who repeat ; Your music throbs in unison with mine ; The world is flushed with wine Bubbling from Freedom’s well, warm, luminous, divine. 9

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1905 · PDF PAGE 142

Orpheus

…r change’s altering coin ill-wrought, It seemed as though the soul were strange, Not fledged, not capable to range At random through the world of sense Opened so swift and so intense Unto the being. Thus she stood Impatient on the patient flood With wonder waking in her eyes. Thus the young dove droops wing, and dies, In wonder why the wingéd thing Loosed from yon twanging silver string Should strike, should hurt. But now she wakes, Wreathes like a waterfall of snakes The golden fervour of her hair About the body brave and bare Starred in the s…

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1906 · PDF PAGE 132

Collected Works (Vol. II)

…rd ! Mightiest of monarchs !”—‘‘ Cease, thou crow ! Thine errand ! ere the eunuch’s sword Snatch thy bald head off at a blow.” “* Mercy, World’s Light !” Swings clear and clean The call ‘‘ Room for the Queen! The Queen !” Strong as a man, the Queen strides in. Even she shrank frighted !—my aspect More dreadful than all shapes of sin Her dreams might shape or recollect, Hideous with fasting, madness, grief, Beyond all speaking or belief. But the first glance at those bold eyes! Ah! let me fling me at her feet ! Take me, O love! Thy terror flies.…

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1901 · PDF PAGE 50

The Mother’s Tragedy

…n of the god.” So, gloomy and hideous, she would prowl about Seeking fresh human feasts, and bloody rites Stained the white altar of the world. And yet Her power is gone, and we behold her go, Haggard and weary, through the palace courts And through the temple, lusting for strange loves And horrible things, and thirsting for new steam Of thickening blood upon her altar steps. Her body wearies of desire, and fails To satisfy the fury of her spirit; The blood-feasts sicken her and yield no strength ; She is made one with hell, and violent force S…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 106

Oracles

… vision following ; Dryad and bird and fount and valley blending Into one dreamy consciousness of spring ; And all the night and all the world is ending, And all the souls that weep and hearts that sing ! So, as the dew hides in the lotus blossom, Sleep draws me with her kiss into her bridal bosom. VERA CRUZ, March 31, 1901.

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1905 · PDF PAGE 132

Oracles

…r slower Moved the light craft, and lower Murmured the waters and the wind complained ; And ever the moon waned ; Not wheeling round the world, But subtly curved an curled

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1913 · PDF PAGE 246

The Equinox (Volume I, Number IX)

…ange weeds that strangle Lost swimmers in the foul Sargasso Sea!” I shut me up. I builded me a Tower To hide me from the laughter of the world. I said: ‘They shall not lure me from my bower To where their love, a lecherous snake, is curled : 208

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1913 · PDF PAGE 246

The Equinox (Volume I, Number X)

…ange weeds that strangle Lost swimmers in the foul Sargasso Sea!” I shut me up. I builded me a Tower To hide me from the laughter of the world. I said: ‘They shall not lure me from my bower To where their love, a lecherous snake, is curled : 208

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1944 · PDF PAGE 19

The Book of Thoth

…r tired warriors; but the subtleties of the mod‐ ern game—which have now, thanks to Richard Reti, gone quite beyond calculation into the world of aesthetic creation—were latent in the original design. The originators of the game were “building better than they knew” It is of course possible to argue that these subtleties have arisen in the course of the development of the game; and indeed it is quite clear, histori‐ cally, that the early players whose games are on record had no conscious conception of any‐ thing beyond a variety of rather crude…

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1944 · PDF PAGE 216

The Book of Thoth

…decanate. The sum of these symbols is therefore with‐ out opposition; hence the card proclaims the idea of authority in the intellectual world. It is the establishment of dogma, and law concerning it. It represents a refuge from mental chaos, chosen in an arbitrary manner. It argues for convention. The hilts of the four Swords are at the corner of a St. Andrew’s cross. Their shape sug‐ gests fixation and rigidity. Their points are sheathed—in a rather large rose of forty‐nine pet‐ als representing social harmony. Here, too, is compromise. Minds…

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1902 · PDF PAGE 139

Tannhäuser

…my head, and cried— I heard his voice Most like the dweller of the hurricane Calm, small, and still, directing desolation ; Death to the world athwart its path.— So he Cried out upon me " Till this barren staff Take life, and bud, and blossom, and bear fruit, And shed sweet scent — so long God casteth thee Out from His glory !" Stricken, smitten, slain— When—one unknown, a pilgrim with the rest. Darting long rugged fingers and deep eyes. Reached to the sceptre with his word and will — Buds, roses, blossoms ! Lilies of the Light ! Bloom, bloom, …

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1903 · PDF PAGE 15

Alice: An Adultery

… for the tawdry gems of style when the breast they would adorn is that of a breathing, living beauty of man’s love, the heart of all the world. Nor let us taint one sympathy with even a shadow of regret. Let us leave him where “ Sight nor sound shall war against him more, For whom all winds are quiet as the sun, All waters as the shore.” NOTE.—The sudden and tragic death of the Editor has necessitated the completion of his task by another hand. The introduction was, however, in practically its present form. xii

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Alice: An Adultery

…ophical Doctrines of Evolution (4th day), and yet also in existence of Gods.* 8th day.—He calls his island “ the extreme west of all the world.” 16th day.—“ Alice ” had a husband living (where is mentioned in 48th day, but not printed now) and a boy was travelling with her. 22nd day.—There is a talk of going to Japan. *I have asked Sri Abhavananda, the eminent European Buddhist, and he is quite clear that the author has practi- cally no knowledge of true Buddhism, and less than no claim to describe himself as an adherent. See Day the 38th. xvi

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1905 · PDF PAGE 35

Collected Works (Vol. I)

25 THE TALE OF ARCILAIS So the sound-world, filled of the fire of all Now to me remain in the doubtful twilight things, Stretches bare of Mower, but touched with Rolls majestic torrents of mighty music whispers, Through the stars where dwell the avenging Grey with huddled rocks, and a space of spirits | woodland, Bound in the whirlwind... . Pine-tree and poplar. So the cliffs their Song... For the mist) Now a stream to ford and a sule to clam- regathers, her} Girds them bride-like, fit for the sun to kiss Last the inn, a beok, and a quiet cor- …

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1910 · PDF PAGE 71

The World’s Tragedy

I8 THE WORLD’S TRAGEDY. Beyond speech, beyond song, beyond evidence. There is wonder intense, a miraculous sun, As the many are molten and mixed into one With the heat of its passion ; the one hath invaded The heights of its soul, and its laughter is braided With comets whose plumes are the galaxies Like winds on the night’s inaccessible seas. Oh master ! my master ! nay, bid me not ride To the heaven beyond heaven ; for I may not abide. I faint : I am frail : not a mortal may bear The invisible light, the abundance of air. I fail : I am sinkin…

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1919 · PDF PAGE 3

Hymn to Pan

…th hoofs of steel I race on the rocks Through solstice stubborn to equinox. Z And I rave; and I rape and I rip and I rend : Everlasting, world without end, 2 In the might of Pan. :

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