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1905 · PDF PAGE 185

Oracles

…nly cold. She careth not, but doth disdainly hold Three scourges for man’s soul, that know no balm. They know not any cure. The first is Life, A well of poison. Sowing dust and dung Over men’s hearts, the second scourge, above All evil deeds, is Lying, from whose tongue Drops Envy, wed with Hatred to sow Strife. These twain are bitter. But the last is Love.’ There are many poems the titles of which we need not give. Nearly all seem to indicate that Mr Crowley is still in the thick of his passions ; the ferment is discernible to all who have pas…

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1903 · PDF PAGE 9

Alice: An Adultery

…lasted corner of Japan, here, at the very outpost of the East. He spoke my thought. “ Here I lie,” he said, “ east of all things. All my life I have been travelling eastward, and now there is now no further east to go.” “ There is America,” I said. I had to say something. “ Where the disappearance of man has followed that of manners : the exit of God has not wished to lag behind that of grammar. I have no use for American men, and only one use for American women.” “ Of a truth,” I said, “ the continent is accursed— a very limbo.” “ It is the co…

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1904 · PDF PAGE 86

The Argonauts

… and the lyre; We have the altar, we the shrine, And ours the joy of love and wine. Why take one pleasure, put aside The myriad bliss of life diverse? Unchanging joy will soon divide Into the likeness of a curse. Have we no maidens, slender, strong, Daughters of tender-throated song? I swear by Aphrodite’s eyes Our Grecian maids are fairer far! What love as sweet as theirs is lies

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1905 · PDF PAGE 104

Oracles

…fold The picture in : with wingèd imagery That Hermes gathers with that floral gold Whose triple flower or flame or pinioned light Lends life to death, and love and colour unto light. How flames that scarlet stronger than Apollo, Too swift and warm to know itself a bird ! How the light winds and waves of moonlight follow, Shot from the West, cadence of Daylight’s word ! 99

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1910 · PDF PAGE 65

Ambergris

… the depth : the Voice begotten said : “ Divided be thy ways and limited ! ” Answered the reflux and the indrawn breath : “ Let there be Life, and Death ! ”

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1910 · PDF PAGE 36

The Winged Beetle

…d blows deadly chill From the world that wails beneath Death’s black throat and lipless teeth There he had stood—his bosom bare— Tracing life upon the Air With the crook and with the flail Lashing forward on the gale, Till its blade that wavereth Like the flickering of Death Sank before his subtle fence To the starless sea of sense. Now at last the man is come Haply to his halidom. Surely as he waves his rod In a circle on the sod Springs the emerald chaste and clean From the duller paler green.

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1911 · PDF PAGE 55

The Equinox (Volume I, Number V)

… nautches Wanton and wonderful, a wave Of debonair debauches, Is worth the virgin limbs and lips Of her the virtuous, the viceless, With life who never came to grips, Who gave me nothing priceless. Give me the purity distilled From dervish sweat and satyr bruises. The Holy Graal with wine is filled From no unbroken cruses. Doth not the World‘s great Alchemist Corrupt His oysters to make pearls? Shall not these lips praise Him? They kissed No cold reluctant girl’s. Jaja’ hath woven the web of God From threads of lust and laughter spun. In heaven …

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1911 · PDF PAGE 55

The Equinox (Volume I, Number VI)

… nautches Wanton and wonderful, a wave Of debonair debauches, Is worth the virgin limbs and lips Of her the virtuous, the viceless, With life who never came to grips, Who gave me nothing priceless. Give me the purity distilled From dervish sweat and satyr bruises. The Holy Graal with wine is filled From no unbroken cruses. Doth not the World‘s great Alchemist Corrupt His oysters to make pearls? Shall not these lips praise Him? They kissed No cold reluctant girl’s. Jaja’ hath woven the web of God From threads of lust and laughter spun. In heaven …

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1929 · PDF PAGE 70

Magick in Theory and Practice (Section 1)

… find the symbolism of the Ark, the Coffin of Osiris, etc. The Lotus is the Yoni; the Water the Amniotic Fluid. In order to live his own life, the child must leave the Mother, and overcome the temptation to return to her for refuge. Kundry, Armida, Jocasta, Circe, etc., are svmbols of this force Which tempts the Hero. He may take her as his servant1 when he has mastered her, so as to heal his father (Amfortas), avenge him (Osiris), or pacify him (Jéhovah). But in order to grow to manhood, he must cease to dépend on her, earning the Lance (Parzi…

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1898 · PDF PAGE 40

Songs of the Spirit

…ight I kneel, lamenting The days when Love seemed fair, the bitter years When pain might have found truth, ere unrelenting I shipwrecked Life ! O agony of tears ! Vain tears ! In silence, with abated breath I drift, drift on to Death ! 30

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1899 · PDF PAGE 25

Tale of Archais

…som out this rose, This fair white bud whose heart is pure, Whose bosom fears not, neither knows The long vague mysteries that endure Of life uncertain, of love sure, Teach her the mystic overture To Love’s transcendant throes.

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1904 · PDF PAGE 18

The Argonauts

To ARGONAUTAE Bend thou a suppliant at my awful knee, And thus—perhaps—at least get grace of life. PELIAS. And if I say I will not yield the throne? JASON. I am of force to take it. PELIAS. Are my friends Not faithful? Who draws sword for Pelias? MEN. Shall we not slay thee this presumptuous fool? JASON. I am of force, I say. I wrestled once From sunrise to sunset with Heracles, Great Heracles! Not till the full moon rose Availed his might to lay me prone. Beware! Ye weakling knaves! I am of force, I say. PELIAS. Rebellious youth, the justice o…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 33

Oracles

…to mine and rested there ; Lightnings of love were eager to eclipse That earlier sunshine, and her whole soul clips My soul—I kissed out life, within her hair Upon her lips. We parted lips from lips and soul from soul To new strange passions in unholy lands, Where love’s breath chars and scorches like a coal. So she is dead to-day—the sweet bells toll A lost, lost soul, a soul in Satan’s bands, A lost, lost soul ! 28

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1910 · PDF PAGE 50

The Equinox (Volume I, Number III)

…h upon us then, No bastard of thy maiden kiss? God’s grace, the all-surpassing gift! E] Arabi! El Arabi! Yea, death is man’s Elixir when Life’s pale wine foams and splashes over his imagination’s rim! El] Arabi! El Arabi! El Arabi! witch-amber and obsidian Thine eyes are, to ensorcell me, and leonine thy male caress. Will not God grant us Paradise to end the music Earth began? We play with loaded dice! He cannot choose but raise right hand to bless. EI Arabi! El Arabi! Great is the love of God and man While I am trembling in thine arms, wild wa…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 50

The Equinox (Volume I, Number IV)

…h upon us then, No bastard of thy maiden kiss? God’s grace, the all-surpassing gift! E] Arabi! El Arabi! Yea, death is man’s Elixir when Life’s pale wine foams and splashes over his imagination’s rim! El] Arabi! El Arabi! El Arabi! witch-amber and obsidian Thine eyes are, to ensorcell me, and leonine thy male caress. Will not God grant us Paradise to end the music Earth began? We play with loaded dice! He cannot choose but raise right hand to bless. EI Arabi! El Arabi! Great is the love of God and man While I am trembling in thine arms, wild wa…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 38

The Winged Beetle

…hameless catamite Of the beasts that prowl by night ! Like a star that streams from heaven Through the virgin airs light-riven, From the life there shot and fell An admirable miracle. Carved minute and clean, a key Of purest lapis-lazuli More blue than the blind sky that aches (Wreathed with the stars, her torturing snakes) For the dead god’s kiss that never wakes ;

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1910 · PDF PAGE 101

The Winged Beetle

…thee When all my music is to moan thy name ? That long sad monotone—the same—the same— Matching the mute insatiable sea That throbs with life’s bewitching agony, Too long to measure and too fierce to tame. An hurtful joy, a fascinating shame Is this great ache that grips the heart of me. Even as a cancer, so this passion gnaws Away my soul, and will not ease its jaws Till I am dead. Then let me die ! Who knows But that this corpse committed to the earth May be the occasion of some happier birth ? Spring’s earliest snowdrop ? Summer’s latest ros…

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1961 · PDF PAGE 82

Liber Aleph

…of Truth was Analysis, made possible by great Intention of the Mind toward itself, and that well fortified by certain tempered Rigour of Life. And He most thoroughly explored and Mapped out the Fastnesses of the Mind, and gave the Keys of its Fortresses into the Hand of Man. But of all this the Quintessence is in this one Word Anatta, because this is not only the foundation and the Result of his whole Doctrine, but the Way of its Work. w

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1906 · PDF PAGE 279

Collected Works (Vol. II)

…ve cases ofbrain dis- order, where grave local mischief survives the disappearance of general symptoms. One man may forget a year of his life; another the whole of it; while yet another may have odd patches effaced here and there, while the inain current flows undisturbed. Myst. Weis so much the poorer for such losses? Scept. Certainly. Alfyst. Did the stars efface their tracks to correspond ? Scept. Joshua is dead. Myst. Yama! be praised ! Scept, Amen. Afyst. You have also, I make no doubt, 1 The Hindu Pluto, VOL, II. cases where the brain, fr…

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1906 · PDF PAGE 94

Collected Works (Vol. II)

…ron’s! grace To catch me yet. Athena hears me swear To right all this—nay, answer me before Anger get all the spoil of me, and drink Thy life-blood in one gulp! Descend that dais ! Bend thou a suppliant at my awful knee, And thus—perhaps—at least get grace of life. .PELIAS. And if I say I will not yield the throne? JASON, I am of force to take it. PELIAS, Are my friends Not faithful? Who draws sword for Pelias? MEN. Shall we not slay thee this presumptuous fool? 1 A Centaur who hid the child Jason.

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