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1909 · PDF PAGE 57

Clouds Without Water

…the manner of our countenance? I saw you seated, as a great lost God With blasphemy exulting in your glance And horror at your lips ; my soul was shod With glory, and your body bathed in glory, So that from out the uttermost abyss The very darkness churned itself to hoary And phosphor foam of agony and bliss. The authentic seal of our majestic might Stamped on the light in light the light of light. —— 8) —

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1910 · PDF PAGE 52

The Equinox (Volume I, Number III)

…the holy idol that stood For the god of thy queen’s beatitude? Here is the tent—but where is the pole? Here is the body—but where is the soul? Nepti, sister, the work is undone For lack of the needed One! Lo! I lament. There is no god so far As mine Asar|! There is no hope, none, in the corpse, in the tomb. But these—what are these that war in my womb? There is vengeance and triumph at last of Maat In Ra-Hoor-Khut and in Hoor-pa-Kraat! Twins they shall rise; being twins they are one, The Lord of the Sword and the Son of the Sun! Silence, coeval…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 52

The Equinox (Volume I, Number IV)

…the holy idol that stood For the god of thy queen’s beatitude? Here is the tent—but where is the pole? Here is the body—but where is the soul? Nepti, sister, the work is undone For lack of the needed One! Lo! I lament. There is no god so far As mine Asar|! There is no hope, none, in the corpse, in the tomb. But these—what are these that war in my womb? There is vengeance and triumph at last of Maat In Ra-Hoor-Khut and in Hoor-pa-Kraat! Twins they shall rise; being twins they are one, The Lord of the Sword and the Son of the Sun! Silence, coeval…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 149

The Winged Beetle

…erness and pain, Broad lilied meers Lying in a lonely leafless forest Silent and motionless beneath the moon. I feel my weakness, O thou soul that soarest Into a heaven beyond imagining On the unfaltering wing. Of the magic swan ! I know this tune Should swell to a strong note, a triumph note Blared through a trumpet’s throat To tell the world I am no coward, or else Sob in sweet minor, soft as Asmodel’s Chant to the nightingale. I am so wrecked, so rent That one seems brag, the other sentiment. I cannot leave the present ; I will not pose Ther…

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1913 · PDF PAGE 84

Book 4 (Part II)

… Master of the Temple, whose grade corresponds to Binah, is sworn to "interpret every phenomenon as a particular dealing of God with his soul." ^ See the " Interlude " follo\A'ing. ^ See Equinox V, "The Training of the Mind"'; Equinox II, "The Psychology of Hashish"; Equinox VII, "Liber DCCCCXIII."'

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1906 · PDF PAGE 208

Collected Works (Vol. II)

…res will not be taken as incompatible with the gratitude I owe to him for his exceedingly sympathetic and dispas- sionate review of my “ Soul of Osiris.” I would counsel him, however, to leave alone the Brixton Chapel, and to ‘‘ work up from his appreciation of the ‘Soul of Osiris’ to that loftier and wider work of the human imagina- nation, the appreciation of the Sporting Times /” Mr. Chesterton thinks it funny that I should call upon ‘‘Shu.” Has he forgotten that the Christian God may be most suitably invoked by the name ‘‘Yah"? I should be …

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1901 · PDF PAGE 55

The Mother’s Tragedy

… emanation of the might Of the great Light above all gods, the fire Of our supreme desire. So out of grievous labyrinths of the mind The soul’s desire may find Some passionate thread, the clear note of a bird, To make the dark ways of the gods as light, _ And bring forth music from slow chants unheard, And visions from the fathomless night. So is the spirit of the loftier man Made holy and most strong against his fate; So is the desolate visage of the wan Lord of Amenti covered, and the gate Of Ra made perfect. So the waters flow Over the earth…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 135

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…belovéd. Unto me the stars are never silent, Nor do sea and storm-deny their music, Nor do flower and breeze refuse their kisses : So my soul.is flooded with their magic; So my love completes the joy of living. . I am like the earth, to whom there gather Rays of gold to bid the gray horizon Melt, recede, and brighten into azure. Let me sing, O holy one, Apollo! Sing as Horace sang, and flood the ocean With a living ecstasy of music Till the whole creation echo, echo, Echo till the tune dissolve the heavens? Still song lingers; lamely from the l…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 105

Oracles

… flute, as dryads he would gather To roof with music in the palace of the weather, With love despairing, dying as music dies ; With lost soul’s weeping, and the bitter muse Of such as lift their hearts in sacrifice On some strange cross, or shed Sicillian dews Over a sadder lake than Sicily’s— Hark ! they are leaping from the valley views Into the light and laughter and deep grief Of that immortal heart that sings beyond belief.

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1909 · PDF PAGE 61

Clouds Without Water

…ing mouth parched-up with blisses The lips curled back, the breath desiring you, The whole face fragrant with your full free kisses, The soul thereof exhaling scented dew Born in the utmost world where we in truth Abide like Bacchus with a Bassarid Drunk with our art, love, beauty, force and youth ; But place that head upon a pyramid Of snaky lightnings, lest — but that shall be Alwaysa secret between you and mie. —_ y i Or, an you will, evoke me as the Sphinx With lion’s claws, bull’s breast, and eagle’s wings ! You are my riddle, and the answ…

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1909 · PDF PAGE 73

Clouds Without Water

…dy’s curse Is bitter, but he hath not won the whole. There’s more than life in this brave universe. Death cannot touch the secret of the soul! Nor shall we shrink, although this further pang Strike through the liver with its fiery dart, The hope — the horrid hope — whose gleaming fang Now stirs, a serpent’s, underneath your heart! For lo! not vainly we invoked the god That looseneth the girdle of a maid; Even now draws nigh the dreadful period That maketh all the mother-world afraid. With rotten fruit your belly is grown big — Thanks to the bas…

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1928 · PDF PAGE 62

Little Poems in Prose

…cracks of drawers and from the folds of the curtains escapes a strange perfume—a “Come-back-to- me” from Sumatra—which is as it were the soul of the place. A true country of Cockaigne, I tell you, where all is rich, clean, glittering like a beauti- ful conception, like magnificent plate, like splendid gold-work, like a mosaic of jewels. All the treasures of the world flow to it as in the house of a man who has well toiled and has deserved well of the whole world. Strange country, superior to all others, as Art is to Na- ture, where nature is re…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 10

Magick in Theory and Practice (Section 1)

To watch thy wantonness weeping through The tangled grove, the gnarléd bole Of the living tree that is spirit and soûl And body and brain — corne over the sea, (loPan! IoPan!) Devil or god, to me, to me, My man ! my man ! Corne with trumpets sounding sbrill Over the hill ! Corne with drums low muttering From the spring! Corne with flûte and corne with pipe! Am I not ripe? I, who wait and writhe and wrestle With air that hath no boughs to nestle My body, weary of empty clasp, Strong as a lion and sharp as an asp — Corne, O corne! I am numb With …

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1961 · PDF PAGE 95

Liber Aleph

…y invoke him, no matter of what Nature, within thy Circle. Now then do thou confer on him as a Guerdon of his Obedience the Dignity of a Soul seeking Incarnation, and so precede to consecrate thine Act by performing the Mass of the Holy Ghost. Then shall that Spirit make himself Body from those Elements, and thou partaking thereof makest thine own Body his Machinery of Manifestation, and thus mayst thou work with any Spirit soever; yet this shall serve thee most in common Life. Also the Qualities are well defined in the Cards of the Tarot, so t…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 258

Collected Works (Vol. I)

… the chaos and the darkness passed ! At the creative sigh the Light became. Chaos rolled back in the abundant flame. The vast and mystic Soul, The Firmament, a living coal, Flamed ’twixt the glory and the sea below. The whirling force began. The atom whirled In vortices of flashing matter: wild as snow On mountain tops by the wind-spirits hurled, Blinding and blind, the sparks of spirit curled Each to its proper soul ; the wide wheels flow, Orderly streams, and lose the rushing speed, Meet, mingle, marry. Fire and air express Their dews and win…

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1901 · PDF PAGE 61

The Mother’s Tragedy

…Wailing and naked into the inane Cavernous shrineless place of misery, Forgetful, hateful, impotent, except The last initiation seize my soul, And fling me into Isis’ very self, The immortal, mortal. Let me know this night Whether my place is found among the stars That wander in the deep, or made secure As the high throne of her that dwells in heaven, Fruitful for life and death, Wisdom her name, 47

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1907 · PDF PAGE 203

Collected Works (Vol. III)

…ips are red With gouts of putrid blood. MEG-ERA. Her guile employs The sweet soft shape of words of upper joys More bitterly to rack his soul. ALECTO. Ha, sister, The embrace ! TISIPHONE, She conquers. MEGAERA. Ile hath moved. ALECTO. [le hath kissed her! TISIPHONE. Ifa! the worse hate of hate in love’s white dress. MiGAERA. And lewdness tricked to look like loveliness. ALECTO., Uttermost pain in pleasure’s hour supreme. MEG-ERA. Hate’s nightmare waking love’s unreal dream. ALECTO. Claws, teeth, and poison! TISIPHONE, How she plies her pest ! M…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 271

The Star in the West

… death to dissolution vile, Fades as the royal truth is known : Though change and sorrow range and roll , There is no self - there is no soul !? TIME AND SPACE One question still remains before we dismiss the question of Time and Space , and that is their homo geneity and accidental reality in the Ego . Being forms of extension , Space permits Size , and Time , Number , i.e., in Consciousness . This is the meaning of “ Time is the fourth Dimension .” So the hard thinking of Crowley arrives eventually at the trans cendental idea of considering S…

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1909 · PDF PAGE 42

Clouds Without Water

… when we meet? Because you weep beyond your own control Like to one wounded bleeding inwardly ? Because you are not the mistress of your soul Mighty enough to master fate and me? It cuts me to the heart to see the brine Not falling from your bad bewitching eyes, To feel you are weeping in the central shrine Whose woes the peristyle may not surprise, I want to treat you as a lover rather ; You make me lecture to you like a father! IX Write in your heart, dear maid, that Hitherto The Lord hath helped us. Give Him duly praise (As I have given Him …

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1911 · PDF PAGE 303

The Equinox (Volume I, Number V)

…hyllus—The Mantra-Yogi—The Poet and his MuseiLilith—Sportand Marriage— The TwinSaThe Convert—The Sorceress—The Child—Clytie— A Slim Gilt Soul—The Silence of Columbine—The Archaeologist ——The Ladder—Belladona—ThePoet at Bay—Ut—Rosa Decidua— The Circle and the Point—In Memoriam—Ad Fidelem Infidelem— The Sphinx—~The ]ew of Fez—The Pentagram—Song—An Hymn —Prologue to Rodin in Rime—The Camp Fire——Ave Adonai—The Wild Ass—The Opium-Smokervln Manu Dominæ. Mr Todd : a Morality, TRANSLATIONS: L’Amour et le CräneA-L'Alchimie de Douleur—Le Vampire—LeBalcon—…

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