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Vi ‘Thus shall men write upon our cenotaphs : “ Traitor and lecher! murderess and whore! ” The rat-faced god that lurks in heaven laughs ; There is rejoicing on the immortal shore. The angels deem us hurled from the above, Burnt out of bliss, blasted from sense and thought, Barred from the beauties of celestial love And branded with the annihilating Naught. O! pallid triumph: empty victory! When we sit smiling on the infernal thrones Starred with our utmost gems of infamy, Builded with tears, and cushioned with the groans Of these the victims o…
1909 · PDF PAGE 16
…or the servants of the Star and the Snake. 22. I am the Snake that giveth Knowledge and Delight and bright glory, and stir the hearts of men with drunkenness. To worship I5
1912 · PDF PAGE 118
…SK. Well follow ! ALESSANDRO. Touch him not ; the plays half played. 2ND MASK. We are his shadows ! ALESSANDRO. Night shall fall. [The men follow MORTADELLO at full speed ZELINA. [Rising.] We are betrayed. Oh, but Ill save him yet ! I see the pretty plot. Ill find a finer fantasy ! LUCREZIA. [Rising and unveiling.] No, you shall not ! Here, for the dagger-stroke you struckthis to your heart ! And this across your face for luckand this for art ! [She stabs her thrice. ZELINA. O devil ! We have slept and waked and played together. LUCREZIA.…
1905 · PDF PAGE 193
…mute than at a funeral True mourners, waited, waited in gloom ; Waited to hear what child was in the womlh Of his high thoughts. As dead men were we all; As dead men wait the trumpet in the tomb. the The king was silent. Tense the high-strung air” Must save itself by trembling—if it dare. Then a long shudder ran across the space ; Each man ashamed to see his fellow’s face, Each troubled and confused. He did not spare Our fear—he spake not yet a little space. 1 This poem has no foundation in tradition. 2 Here and in several other passages intens…
1913 · PDF PAGE 341
THE KEY OF THE MYSTERIES “Verily I say unto thee, that the time cometh when men shall no longer worship God, either in Jerusalem, or on this moun- tain; for God is a spirit,’ and they that worship Him must worship Him in spirit and in truth.” x THE ABSOLUTE NUMBER OF THE QABALAH Tue key of the Sephiroth. (Vide Dogme et rituel de la haute magie.) XI THE NUMBER ELEVEN ELEVEN is the number of force; it is that of strife and martyrdom. Every man who dies for an idea is a martyr, for in him the aspirations of the spirit have triumphed over the fears…
1913 · PDF PAGE 341
THE KEY OF THE MYSTERIES “Verily I say unto thee, that the time cometh when men shall no longer worship God, either in Jerusalem, or on this moun- tain; for God is a spirit,’ and they that worship Him must worship Him in spirit and in truth.” x THE ABSOLUTE NUMBER OF THE QABALAH Tue key of the Sephiroth. (Vide Dogme et rituel de la haute magie.) XI THE NUMBER ELEVEN ELEVEN is the number of force; it is that of strife and martyrdom. Every man who dies for an idea is a martyr, for in him the aspirations of the spirit have triumphed over the fears…
1926 · PDF PAGE 15
…or the servants of the Star and the Snake. 22. I am the Snake that giveth Knowledge and Delight and bright glory, and stir the hearts of men with drunkenness. To worship I5
1930 · PDF PAGE 26
…hall be the whole of the Law. i. The Order of the Star called S. S. is, in respect of its existence upon the Earth, an organised body of men and women distinguished among their fellows by the qualities here enumerated. They exist in their own Truth, which is both universal and unique. i. The Name of The Order and those of its three divisions are not disclosed to the profane. Certain swindlers hâve recently stolen the initiais A A.-, in order to profit by its réputation. 230 -
1905 · PDF PAGE 226
…teep. The sea rose in tumult and clamour, The earth also shook with Thee then, As Thor had uplifted his hammer, And smitten the mulinous men. O! rise Thou again ! The voice of the Lord is uplifted; The wilderness also obeys ; The flames of the fire they are rifted ; The waves of the sea know His ways. The cedars of Lebanon hear Thee, The desert of Kadesh hath known ; The Sons of Men know Thee and fear Thee, Flee far from the Light of Thy Throne. For Thou art alone. O Lord! Is Thy path in the Water, The marvellous ways of the Deep? Not there, O …
1909 · PDF PAGE 55
…ystery; the little things That I have made through weariness of wit, Stars, cells, and whorls, all wonder in their wings! These Gods and men, these laws, these hieroglyphs And sigils of my fancy seem to spire In worship up mine everlasting cliffs I built between my will and my desire. They reach me not ; I made a monstrous crowd, Innumerable monuments of thought, But none is equal; this high head is bowed In vain to the wise God it would have wrought, Had not — Who sitteth on the Holy Throne Thereby must make himself to be alone. II] See! to be…
1928 · PDF PAGE 163
Wait a moment, said she; those are the house-surgeons, and in this packet are stu- dents. And she spread out like a fan a whole lot of photographs representing much younger faces. When we see each other next you will give me your portrait, wont you darling? But, said I to her, pursuing in my turn my own fixed idea, why do you think I am a doc- tor? Because you are so nice, and so kind to women. Singular logic, said I to myself. Oh, I am hardly ever deceived, I have known ever so many of them. I love doctors so much, that although…
1961 · PDF PAGE 140
…tiæ (Of Hell, the Palace of Wisdom) OW then thou seest that this Hell, or Concealed Place within thee, is no more a Fear or Hindrance to Men of a Free Race, but the Treasure House of the assimilated Wisdom of the ages, and the Knowledge of the True Way. Thus are we just and wise to Discover this Secret in ourselves, to conform the conscious Mind therewith. For that mind is compact solely (until it be illuminated) of Impressions and Judgments, so that its Will is but directed by the Sum of the shallow Reactions of a most limited Experience. But …
1901 · PDF PAGE 79
…st.” God’s heart ! the antics, as they toil and shove ! One grabs a coin, one life, another love. All shriek, “ The prize is mine ! ” as men possessed. I was not fooled at anything thereof. Rather I hated them, and scorned for slaves ; “ Fools ! all your treasure is at last the grave’s ! ” Mine eyes had fixed them on the sphinx, the sky. “ Is then this quest of immortality ? ” And echo answered from some unseen caves : Mortality ! I shrink, and wonder why. Strange I am nothing tainted with this fear Now, that had touched me first. For I am here…
1905 · PDF PAGE 103
…, the fadeless Rose of the Creation ! The whole flower-life of earth and sky and sea From me was born, and shall return to me! I am: for men and beings passionate, For mine own self calm as the river-cleaving Lotus-borne lord of Silence: I create Or discreate, both in my bosom heaving: My lightest look is mother of a Fate: My fingers sapphire-ringed with sky are weaving Ever new flowers and lawns of life, designed Nobler and newer in mine olden mind. Iam: I am not, but all-changing move The worlds evolving in a golden ladder Spiral or helical, …
1911 · PDF PAGE 284
…or an hour: imagining This vast vain thing, We call it God, and Father. Empty hand And prayer unplanned Stretch fatuous to the void Ah ! men my friends What fury sends This folly to intoxicate your hearts Ρ Dread air disparts Your vital ways from these unsavoury follies; Black melancholies Sit straddled on your bended backs. The throne Of the unknown 15 fit for children. We are too well ware How vain is prayer, How nought is great, since all is immanent The vast content Of all the universe unalterabler We know too well How no one thing abides aw…
1911 · PDF PAGE 284
…or an hour: imagining This vast vain thing, We call it God, and Father. Empty hand And prayer unplanned Stretch fatuous to the void Ah ! men my friends What fury sends This folly to intoxicate your hearts Ρ Dread air disparts Your vital ways from these unsavoury follies; Black melancholies Sit straddled on your bended backs. The throne Of the unknown 15 fit for children. We are too well ware How vain is prayer, How nought is great, since all is immanent The vast content Of all the universe unalterabler We know too well How no one thing abides aw…
1912 · PDF PAGE 86
…meared red to wave on a long stick ! Enter on canal a gondola, with a man on its bow waving a flag. THE GONDOLIER. The martyred maiden ! Men of Venice, mark me well ! The Angel of the Citys murdered in her cell ! [The gondola hastens onward. GOVERNOR. What next ? The fools ! I wish I knew why its allowed. Id string the devils up in a row ! ALESSANDRO. Here comes the crowd ! GOVERNOR. So much for bathing ! Off, my Sandro, or theyll skin you ! I must give orders. [He retires hastily from the window.
1913 · PDF PAGE 156
…ice however dim . If He exists , He never thinks of me , And so I scarcely ever think of Him . Of what avail to worship Him and sue , As men are wont in every land I' ve trod ; He cannot hear [ Andrea enters . Ah , comrade , what say you ? Henry . Aye , thou hast fought His battles — John . Who is God ? Andrea God is all action . It is He who cares For each man singly when the battle rolls . He loves us so He even counts our hairs . He keeps a special record of our souls . He guards the nations in adversity ; He sends them forth on their appoin…
1909 · PDF PAGE 16
IV Our love is like a glittering sabre bloodied With lives of men; upsoared the sudden sun; The choral heaven woke; the aethyr flooded All space with joy that you and I were one. But in the dark and splendid dens of death Arose an echo of that jewelled song : There swept a savour of polluted breath From the lost souls, the unsubstantial throng That tasted once a shadow of our glory And turn them in the evil house to adore The godhead of our sin, the tragic story We have set ourselves to write, the sombre score Our daggers carve with poesy subli…
1911 · PDF PAGE 295
… of our feet, The night of our terrible tresses ! Is it a wonder, then, If the people are mad with blindness, And nothing is stranger to men Than silence, and wisdom, and kindness? Nay! let him fashion an arrow Whose heart is sober and stout ! Let him pierce his God to the marrow! Let the soul of his God flow out! 117