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1919 · PDF PAGE 294

The Equinox (Volume III, Number I)

…o than St. Mark’s or the cathedral at Granada. But the great Russians are not less because they have been compelled to wear civilized clothing. There is only one art purely Russian, and that is the ‘Russian Ballet,’ which was not invented by Russians at all. The real Russian ballet is a savage mimicry of the Italian ballet. Have you not seen those uncut emeralds, the size of a walnut, through which the Tsars bored holes to wear them on a string? In its grossest stupidities the Rus- sian spirit is still childishly great. I suppose a Russian cook…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 122

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…at ‘sobs, and chokes, and strains. Self-damned on earth, live out thy tortured days, That men may look upon thy face, and see How vile a thing of woman born may be. Then, we are done with thee; go, go thy ways ' The virulence of these sonnets is excusable when it is known that their aim was to destroy the influence in Cambridge of a man who headed in that University a movement parallel to that which at Oxford was associated with the name of Oscar Wilde. They had their effect.

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1911 · PDF PAGE 171

The Equinox (Volume I, Number V)

…ay of writing down the number. But it was just at that point that my sceptic’s magnificent brain broke down. He had correctly argued everything so far; but then his brain said, “ It is im- portant that Crowley shall not know where I hide the paper with the number on it : I must hide it somewhere where he cannot see." So instead 01 slipping it into one of the hundreds 01 books on the shelves, he hid it behind my back, i.e. on the mantelpiece, where it was duly found! I must tell just one other story to the point, It throws possibly some light on …

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1911 · PDF PAGE 171

The Equinox (Volume I, Number VI)

…ay of writing down the number. But it was just at that point that my sceptic’s magnificent brain broke down. He had correctly argued everything so far; but then his brain said, “ It is im- portant that Crowley shall not know where I hide the paper with the number on it : I must hide it somewhere where he cannot see." So instead 01 slipping it into one of the hundreds 01 books on the shelves, he hid it behind my back, i.e. on the mantelpiece, where it was duly found! I must tell just one other story to the point, It throws possibly some light on …

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1939 · PDF PAGE 19

Eight Lectures on Yoga

… now let me begin to unleash my indignation. My job—the establishment of the Law of Thelema—is a most discouraging job. It is the rarest thing to find anyone who has any ideas at all on the subject of liberty. Because the Law of Thelema is the law of liberty, everybody's particular hair stands on end like the quills of the fretful porpentine; they scream like an uprooted mandrake, and flee in terror from the accursed spot. Because: the exercise of liberty means that you have to think for yourself, and the natural inertia of mankind wants religi…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 76

Collected Works (Vol. III)

… Blanche. O little white-faced rose of France. A soldier’s heart is thine —a soldier’s arms shall be round thee in a moment! ’Tis a fine thing this love—the strong true abiding love ofa brave man. How like little Florise her voice is when she sings ! [By thts fool's talk he loses his oppor- tunity. Enter DENYS. DENYs. Cold is no word for it. [Shudders.] Where the devil have I got to now? Jad I but vowed St. Denys a candle and put the same in my pocket, I would not now be in the dark. Here was a lane, and the folk had called it Wolf’s Throat, an…

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1919 · PDF PAGE 295

The Equinox (Volume III, Number I)

…imilar beliefs in every country in the world, and (having a similar experience of her own) she can hardly be blamed for arguing that one thing confirms the other. Mr. Schroeder is quite logical in calling her paper An Unintentional Contribution to the Erotogenetic Interpretation of Religion, but commits the errors of petitio prin- cipii and non distributio medii with the most exquisite nonchalance. Only a law- yer could be so shameless. He begs the question with regard to this particular case, assuming that her relation with the angel was pure …

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1905 · PDF PAGE 197

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…quet than old Atreus 4 planned ! wasind cannot fathom, nor the brain conceive, Nor soul assimilate, nor heart believe The horror of that Thing without a Name. Full on me, boasting, like Death’s hand it came, And struck me headlong. I weave The web of mine old agony and shame. Linger, while A little shadow of that hour of mine Touches thy heart? Fill up the foaming wine, And listen for a little! How profound Strikes memory keen-fanged; memory, the hound That tracks me yet ! a shiver takes ny spine At one half-hint, the shadow of that sound. Wher…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 198

Collected Works (Vol. I)

… the abundant air?” I only wept. The elements rejoice ; No tear before had ever fallen there. Canst thou I thought within myselfa bitter thing, Standing abased. The golden marriage ring The queen had given—how her beauty stank Now in mine eyes, where once their passion drank Its secret sweets of poison. Let the spring Of love once dawn—all else hath little thank! Yet resolute I put my love away. It could not live in this.amazing day. Love is the lotus that is sickly sweet, That makes men drunken, and betrays their feet : Beauty, the sacred lotu…

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1906 · PDF PAGE 96

Collected Works (Vol. II)

…shame, The splendour of the shining one, One torrent-fleece of flame! What heart may think, what tongue may sing The glory of the golden thing ? 1 Colchis, a county of Asia, bounded on the | W. by the Euxine, on the N. by the Caucasus, and on the E. by the Iberia. Aeaea. . 2 The symbolism of the Fleece and its guardians is curious. The Fleece is of (7) Aries the Ram, the sign of the spring. The sun being exalted in this sign, the fleeceis called golden. Ares or Mars (4) is in Astrology the ruler of this sign. His other house is Scorpio (1) the …

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1929 · PDF PAGE 83

Moonchild

…ther! — and you can have any grade you dare ask for! And that's no lie, curse it! Why," he went on with increasing vehemence, "the whole thing's a plant of ours. Monet-Knott's one of us; we use him to blackmail Lavinia King — about all he's fit for, the prig! And we got him to drag that dago woman in front of Master Grey's dog nose! And now they bring in Simon Iff. Oh, it s too much! We've even lost their trail. Ten to one they're safe in their Abbey to-night. Be off! No, wait for me here; I'll bring back orders. And while I'm gone, get that so…

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1944 · PDF PAGE 177

The Book of Thoth

…fferentiation between the suits, which was not previously possible. The idea of division, of mutability, the idea of the airy quality of things, manifests itself in the Three of Swords, the Lord of Sorrow. Here one is reminded of the darkness of Binah, of the mourning of Isis; but this is not any vulgar sorrow dependent upon any individual disap‐ pointment or discontent. It is Weltschmerz, the universal sorrow; it is the quality of melan‐ choly. The Three of Pentacles, in a similar manner, exhibits the result of the idea of Earth, of the crysta…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 194

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…E OF THE SANCTUARY 187 The king was silent. None of us would stir. I sat, struck dumb, a living sepulchre, For—hear me! in my heart this thing be- came My sacrament, my pentecostal flame. And with it grew a fear—a fear of Ller. What Her? Shame had not found itself a name, I brood the Simply I knew it in myself. Ten years—so seemed it-—O! food In my mouth nauseate! In the silent hall One might have heard God’s sparrow in its fall. But I was lost in mine own solitude— 1 should not hear Mikhael’s ! trumpet-call. bitter Yet there did grow a clamour…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 190

Collected Works (Vol. III)

…h delight, and calm beyond woe and pleasure. Yea, every son of this my soul shall know In the swift concourse of his music’s measure One thing impatient of this to and fro March of hell’s dancers. I perceive a key To lock the prison of the world on him That built the iron walls and made decree Long past in zeons now grown gray and dim, Like halls ancestral whence their folk have fled, The marbles all are broken, and the weeds Grown o’er the bones of the unquiet dead, And time’s remorse avails not on its deeds. I see thatitime is one: future and…

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1919 · PDF PAGE 316

The Equinox (Volume III, Number I)

…ication, etc., and unless, etc., yours faithfully, and the novel ends with his reminding somebody, probably the same person, of the same thing. Such an appalling realization of the horror of life makes one shudder and sicken. Between the two applications comes an adventure. The hero, who is a married man, meets a charming girl of sixteen, falls in love with her—and she with him. Every conceivable circumstance conspires to bring about immoral relations, so-called, between them. The girl’s father himself urges it. But the hero remains chaste. The…

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1939 · PDF PAGE 63

Eight Lectures on Yoga

…rstood what was meant by 'tendency.' To help you to realise this I should like to find a good illustration. For instance, a clock does nothing at all but offer indications of the time. It is so constructed that this is all we can know about it. We can argue about whether the time is correct, and that means nothing at all, unless, for example, we know whether the clock is controlled electrically from an astronomical station where the astronomer happens to be sane, and in what part of the world the clock is, and so on. 21. I remember once when I …

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1906 · PDF PAGE 129

Collected Works (Vol. II)

… brothel, Death! Cloudy imaginings, a dream Built up of fear and words and woe. All, all my soul must overthrow. For these are devils, nothing doubt ! Yet nought should trouble me: I see My folk secure from foes without, Worship in peace and amity Baal and Jehovah, sects appeased By peace assured and wealth increased. Yet am [ troubled. Doubt exists And absolute proof recoils before me. Truth veils herself in awful mists, And darkness wakens, rolling o’er me When I approach the dreadful shrine, In my own soul, of the divine. And what cries laug…

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1906 · PDF PAGE 239

Collected Works (Vol. II)

…mvs AN WITH nye O Man, of a daring nature, thou subtle pro- | duction ! Thou wilt not comprehend it, as when under- standing some common thing. ORACLES OF ZOROASTER. IN presenting this theory of the Universe to the world, I have but one hope of making any profound impression, viz.—that my theory has the merit of explaining the divergences between three great forms of religion now existing in the world—Buddhism, Hinduism, and Christianity, and of adapting them to ontological science by conclusions not mystical but mathematical. Of Mohamme- danis…

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1919 · PDF PAGE 313

The Equinox (Volume III, Number I)

…r from apparent. The drooped eyelids, and the immobile pose do, indeed, express the idea of contemplation; but I am at a loss to find anything spiri- tual in the smooth, insipid faces.” Pig-mindedness can hardly go further. And yet— “In the Indian epics, the poets are always trying to outdo themselves and each other in their search for the marvellous, whether in virtue, prowess, gorgeousness, wickedness, demoniacal fury, or mere numerical extravagance. They are con- stantly creating records in exaggeration, which are as constantly broken. What …

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1907 · PDF PAGE 85

Collected Works (Vol. III)

…ur of life is always— an hour. And though one half that time is nigh lapsed already, yet—if you will give me your word of honour to do nothing desperate, and to await my return before you fling yourself from the window,—or, as I guess, —on the pikes of my retainers, I will with- draw myself and them that you may talk in greater privacy with the Lady Blanche. I fought at Arcy, and know what wonders may happen in an hour. [DENYS ‘furas bitterly, almost savagely, toward BLANCHE.| You will not disfigure your last hour by want of politeness to a lad…

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