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Page 58 of 1731929 · PDF PAGE 133
of marriage within the next twenty-four hours. [188] Ever since the beginning of the second stage of the Great Experiment, Iliel had become deffinitely a Spirit of the Moon While Cyril was with her, she reflected him, she clung to him, she was one with him, Isis to his Osiris, sister as well as spouse; and every thought of her mind being but the harmonic of his, there was no possibility of any internal disturbance. But now she was torn suddenly from her support; she could not even speak to her man; and she discovered her own position as the mer…
1904 · PDF PAGE 89
…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 for his Eagle a cup of ever flowing water : for his Man the Suggler gave him a golden-hilted dagger (yet this was the worst of …
1901 · PDF PAGE 97
…and my throat catch breath As if I choked ; some horror creeps between The spirit of my will and its desire, Some just reluctance to the Great Unseen That coils its nameless terrors, and its dire Fear round my heart ; a devil cold as ice Breathes somewhere, for I feel his shudder take T
1901 · PDF PAGE 131
THE HOLY OF HOLIES. 119 The steep rude stair that mocks the hero’s might, Casts off the wise, and crumbles with the great. Yet from the highest crown no blossom fell, Save one, to bring salvation unto Hell. O angel of my spiritual desire ! O luminous master of the silver feet ! O passionate rose of infinite white fire ! O cross of sacrifice made bitter-sweet ! O wide-wing, star-brow, veritable lord ! O mystic bearer of the flaming sword ! O brows half see, O visionary star Seen in the fragrant breezes of the East ! O lover of my love, O avatar …
1903 · PDF PAGE 20
Our tent a little, bring us news Of the great world we have lost for—this! What fool exclaims—‘ to lose!” ? To lose? Ay! earth and heaven for one small kiss ! But he shall sing beside our fire The epic of the world’s desire; How Freedom fares, how Art yet revels Sane in the dance of dogs and devils. His thunder voice shall climb and crash, Scourge liars with tongue’s lightning lash, Through ranks of smitten tyrants drive, Till bosoms heave, and eyes outflash, And it is good to be alive. He shall ride off at dawn, and we Shall look upon our life…
1910 · PDF PAGE 120
…venom ; this deformed and bent Dog-like abortion, stinking excrement, Is Slave-morality. Come all ! I have A lyre still tuneable to your great theme, A pit as hospitable as the grave. Come, dead and living ! I am yours to-night. Score after score ! oh God — is this a dream ? Then let me never wake ! Exhaustless might Thrills me — as ever it shall — from the first thrust Of that white wind whose steeltipped gust
1911 · PDF PAGE 123
…d from the faeade of the Pantheon. “Aux grands hommes la patrie reconnaissante"—he reflected that the grateful fatherland never gives her great men anything but a tomb. Then the full blast of it struck him. The Gargantuan jest! The solemn ass that had devised the motto; the laborious ass that had put it up there; the admiring asses that had warmed their skinny souls at the false fire of its pompous sentimentality. Perhaps he was the first to see the joke! He rocked and reeled with laughter—to find himself caught, as he stumbled against a table; in …
1911 · PDF PAGE 282
… his throne. FR. GEMINI. 1. Brother Virgo, didst thou hear the Voice? VIRGO. Ay, Brother. FR. GEMINI. Tell me, Brother, is not Mercury a great God .< VIRGO. Indeed, Son of Maia, the greatest of all Gods that tread upon the Milky Way. FR. GEMINI. It is so. SOR. GEMINI. Yet, Brother, there is the Sun-God! VIRGO. Is not Mercury the Sun-God, when hidden during the Night, among the souls of the dead? Hail unto Thee, Trismegistus, Hail unto thee! SOR. GEMINI. Hail, 0 Sender of Dreams! BR. GEMINI. Hail, Ο Supporter of Bacchus Infant! MERCURY. Hail, Tw…
1911 · PDF PAGE 123
…d from the faeade of the Pantheon. “Aux grands hommes la patrie reconnaissante"—he reflected that the grateful fatherland never gives her great men anything but a tomb. Then the full blast of it struck him. The Gargantuan jest! The solemn ass that had devised the motto; the laborious ass that had put it up there; the admiring asses that had warmed their skinny souls at the false fire of its pompous sentimentality. Perhaps he was the first to see the joke! He rocked and reeled with laughter—to find himself caught, as he stumbled against a table; in …
1911 · PDF PAGE 282
… his throne. FR. GEMINI. 1. Brother Virgo, didst thou hear the Voice? VIRGO. Ay, Brother. FR. GEMINI. Tell me, Brother, is not Mercury a great God .< VIRGO. Indeed, Son of Maia, the greatest of all Gods that tread upon the Milky Way. FR. GEMINI. It is so. SOR. GEMINI. Yet, Brother, there is the Sun-God! VIRGO. Is not Mercury the Sun-God, when hidden during the Night, among the souls of the dead? Hail unto Thee, Trismegistus, Hail unto thee! SOR. GEMINI. Hail, 0 Sender of Dreams! BR. GEMINI. Hail, Ο Supporter of Bacchus Infant! MERCURY. Hail, Tw…
1928 · PDF PAGE 16
…rossed by a thousand carriages, spar- kling with joys and sweetmeats, swarming with greeds and with despairs; the official delirium of a great city in conspiracy to disturb the brain of even the strongest solitary. In the midst of this topsy-turvyness and hubbub an ass was trotting smartly, tormented by a knave with a whip. As the ass was about to turn the corner of a pavement, a fine gentleman gloved and groomed, in a glossy suit, uncomfortably fash- ionable, bowed ceremoniously before the hum- ble animal, and said, taking off his hat, A happ…
1928 · PDF PAGE 52
XV THE CAKE I WAS travelling. The landscape which spread around me was irresistibly great and noble. Something of it doubtless passed at that moment within my soul. My thoughts flitted with a lightness like that of the atmosphere; vulgar passions, such as hate and profane love, seemed to me as far away as the clouds which defiled at the bottom of the abyss under my feet. My soul seemed to me as vast and as pure as the cupula of the sky which covered me. The memory of earthly things reached my heart weakened and diminished, like the sound of the…
1961 · PDF PAGE 70
…ient even as thou art; wouldst thou change all and spoil the Dish? Art thou the Master-Cook? Yea, for thy Palate is become fine with thy great Dalliance with the Food of Experience; therefore thou art one of them that rejoice. Also it is thy Nature as it is mine, o my Son, to will that all Men share our Mirth and Jollity; wherefore have I proclaimed my Law to Man, and thou continuest in that Work of Joyance. s
1929 · PDF PAGE 395
…really beautiful ceremony --- beautifully conceived and beautifully carried out. If there is any higher form of artistic expression than great verse and great music I have yet to learn it. I do not pretend to understand the ritual that runs like a thread of magic through these meetings of the A.'. A.'.. I do not even know what the A.'. A.'. is. But I do know that the whole ceremony was impressive, artistic and produced in those present such a feeling as Crowley must have had when he wrote --- So Shalt thou conquer space, and lastly climb, .....…
1929 · PDF PAGE 405
… made my speech and unveiled Epstein's effort in the dull drizzling weather. It was a disheartening success. The affair, however, made a great noise in the newspapers, both in France and in England, and the funniest thing about it was {645} that Epstein himself, the one person above all others who should have been gratified, one would have supposed, took my action in rather bad part. I have always found Epstein's psychology very puzzling. He is a German Jew, born in the lower East Side of New York City, and his genius, like Rodin's, is purely n…
1929 · PDF PAGE 471
…ars' worth of my goods, instead of between three and four thousand dollars' worth, as I had expected; and this disappointment left me in great straits financially, as I had at that time no immediately available resources in England.) The Patriot Bottomley is in error, I pray that he may pardon me if I indicate it. It is his kindness to me which seeks to flatter me unduly when he says that I took honours from Cambridge. Posterity will understand, on the contrary, that Cambridge has taken fresh honours from me. Nay, Patriot though thou be, Horati…
1904 · PDF PAGE 63
…of Boundless Love. That this love was wrecked is for me, in some sort a relative of his, a real and bitter sorrow. He might have been so great ! He missed Heaven ! Think kindly of him ! 169. Correctly rhymes.41—Such lines, how- ever noble in sentiment, as: “ À bas les Anglais ! The Irish up !” w ill not be admitted to the competition. Irish is accented on the penultimate—bad cess ot the bloody Saxons that made it so ! The same with Tarshish (see Browning, Pippa Passes, II., in the long speech of Blu- phocks) and many others. 173. The liar Cople…
1907 · PDF PAGE 225
… the author of the phrase, “I am not an appreciator of poetry, and I have no Keats,” these volumes. For the matter thereof is already in great part yours and as such cannot be given. The rest I offer because it is hardly possible to close definitely, as I do now, a period of many years’ work, without reflecting upon that period as a whole. And, when I do so, I find you at the beginning like Ladas or Pheidippides of old, running —ready to run until you achieve the goal or your heart burst; but you are among a crowd. I join you. Eight years ago t…
1919 · PDF PAGE 315
…h war. I suppose Mr. Carrington’s trouble is the paucity of his material. He feels that he has to fill his book, and he certainly uses a great deal of appalling rubbish. He even reaches lice of the slime like Harold Begbie. It is very unfortunate that Mr. Carrington with his fine critical ability, his great ex- perience in distinguishing between false and true, should have laid aside his weap- ons in his old age. It is to such persons as he is that we look for discrimination, yet in this book the most excellently authenticated narratives are ch…
1899 · PDF PAGE 9
…r sudden fate. With new-born love and ardour unrepressed, Let Lethe steep in its unquiet rest The old years whose red hands have made us great. O fair republic, strong and swift, unbind The shackles of thy mind : More than our kin ye are ; henceforth not less than kind. Bind on the splendid sandals, and unloose The burning horses, and fling wide the reins ! From cold Archangel unto Syracuse Europe shall see and tremble and ask truce, And new blood pour through Asia’s wasted veins. Our Empire from Guiana to Hong Kong, In your new love made stron…