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Page 75 of 1961903 · PDF PAGE 16
…rench Of verse unquestionably French To follow! so, while youth is youth, And time is time, and I am I, Too busy with my work to lie, Or love lie’s prize—or work's, forsooth !— Too strong to care which way may go The ensuing history of woe, Though I were jaw, and you were tooth ; So, more concerned with seeking sense Than worried over consequence, I'll speak, and you shall hear, the truth. 14
1910 · PDF PAGE 129
120 AMBERGRIS FROM RODIN IN RIME Acrobates My little lady light o limb Twirls on her lovers twisting toes. Lithe as a lynx, red as a rose, She spins aloft and laughs at him. So gay the pose, so quaint the whim, One stares and stares : it grows and grows. So swift the air she seems to skim Ones senses dazzle ; wonder glows Warm in ones veins like lovewho knows ? One follows till ones eyes are dim My little lady light o limb.
1909 · PDF PAGE 63
…very vague at the best. What is the Astral Plane? Is there such a thing? How do its phantoms differ from those of absinthe, reverie, and love, and so on? We may admit their unsubstantiality without denying their power; the phantoms of absinthe and love are potent enough to drive a man to death or marriage; while reverie may end in anti-vivisectionism or nut— food-madness. On the whole, I prefer to explain the many terrible catastrophes I have seen caused by magic misunder— stood by supposing that in magic one is working with some very subtle an…
1910 · PDF PAGE 27
…ed by a kick from the British ass ; or to a Burton, swimming in the Sea of Glue — they must seem miracles of virility and truth. Natural love and love of Nature are poetry everywhere ; and (idleness !) I hope one day to be able to leave the English hypocrites to their own beastliness, and live in my own world. Until I am wanted ; in the hour of battle. One thing I must ask ; let this book be assiduously
1905 · PDF PAGE 56
…and sun they smite, Days battle hard with dreams : On a world of misty beauty the clearly beams, Aurora So labour fought with pride, And love with idleness, My soul was torn and tried With the impassioned tide Of storm and deathly stress— I had never dreamed a lily should arise amid the press. 'St. John’s Chapel, Cambridge, which Crowley's rooms in 16 St, John’s Street over- looked, It was his habit to work from mid- night to dawn, when he could no Jonger be disturbed by visits from friends, VOL. 1. wheat and wine. Work on, strong mind, devise …
1929 · PDF PAGE 24
… whose locks are bushy and black as a raven's, has no hairs concealed upon her person!" "I hate you when you're cynical and sarcastic." "Love me, love my dog!" — Simon Iff arrested his attention with an imperious gesture. "Come into the garden, Maud," said Cyril suddenly; "For the black bat, Night, hath flown." He took her by the arm. "Girl," he said, when they were among the flowers with his long arms about her, and a passionate kiss still flaming through every nerve of both their bodies, "I can't explain now, but you're in the most deadly dan…
1911 · PDF PAGE 154
…rother paused to re-light his pipe, thrusting the bowl into the glowing carbon of the grate. “To understand children? It is hard. But we love children, sir." “And what the devil is the difference between love and understanding? If you have one, you have the other. Oh, twiddle, twiddle l—You can send me one of those rotten paper knives from Jericho, added the adept more peaceably. With the rotten Sephardi pointing—blasphemers! And here! don’t you blaspheme, youngfeller my lad. You’ve got a good woman: make the most of her." " A great woman, perh…
1911 · PDF PAGE 154
…rother paused to re-light his pipe, thrusting the bowl into the glowing carbon of the grate. “To understand children? It is hard. But we love children, sir." “And what the devil is the difference between love and understanding? If you have one, you have the other. Oh, twiddle, twiddle l—You can send me one of those rotten paper knives from Jericho, added the adept more peaceably. With the rotten Sephardi pointing—blasphemers! And here! don’t you blaspheme, youngfeller my lad. You’ve got a good woman: make the most of her." " A great woman, perh…
1919 · PDF PAGE 44
…all these courses, and present a thesis of his own, as a gen- eral Epitome of his own Attainment as reflected in the sphere of the Mind. Love is the law, love under will. 38
1919 · PDF PAGE 227
…d, whether by entertainment or conversation, or in any other manner that may suggest itself. It will frequently and naturally arise that love itself springs up between members of the Order, for that they have so many and so sacred interests in com- mon. Such love is peculiarly holy, and is to be encouraged. 14. All children of Brethren are to be considered as chil- dren of the whole Order, and to be protected and aided in every way by its members severally, as by its organization collectively. No distinction is to be made with regard to the con…
1919 · PDF PAGE 350
…ll desire, which reaches to all planes. One must however distinguish between de- sire, which means unnatural attraction to an ideal, and love, which is natural Motion. 55. Kill love of life; but if thou slayest Tanhd, let this not be for thirst of life eternal, but to replace the fleeting by the everlasting. This particularises a special form of desire. The English is very obscure to any one unacquainted with Buddhist liter- ature. The “everlasting” referred to is not a life-condition at all. [Tanha is the instinct of self-preservation.] 28
1961 · PDF PAGE 149
THE BOOK OF WISDOM OR FOLLY 137 Ez De Arte Amoris et Deliciarum Mystici (Of the Art of Love and of the Pleasure of the Mystic) HE Path therefore unto this beatific Vision of Beauty, o my Son, is that Practice of Bhakti Yoga which is written in the Book called Eight Score and Fifteen, or Astarte, by this mine Hand when I was in Gaul the beloved, at Montigny that is hard by the Forest of the Blue Fountain, with Agatha my Concubine, the very Soul of Love and of Musick, that had ventured herself from beneath the Cross Austral that she might seek …
1903 · PDF PAGE 85
Not only as the kiss of tender lovers— Let mingle also the sun’s kiss to sea, Also the wind’s kiss to the bird that hovers, The flower’s kiss to the earth’s deep greenery. All elemental love closes and covers Both you and me. All shapes of silence and of sound and seeing, All lives of Nature molten into this, The moonlight waking and the shadows fleeing, Strange sorcery of unimagined bliss, All breath breathing in ours ; mingled all being Into the kiss. 65
1904 · PDF PAGE 46
32 WHY JESUS WEPT. ANGELA. I have seen all. Pity me ! Your flattery is a sword in my heart ! SIR PERCY. Seen ? ANGELA. Your love — you call it so ! SIR PERCY. Have you, then — ANGELA. I saw all. Ah me ! Poor Angela ! SIR PERCY. Angela is your name ? ANGELA. My name. SIR PERCY. A lovely name. No doubt your disposition runs parallel. ANGELA. Meets never ? You are no courtier, sir ! SIR PERCY. Do not say ‘ sir ! ’ ANGELA. What shall I say ! Oh leave me ! I am ashamed.
1929 · PDF PAGE 202
…adiance, spans the cosmic chasm; Light crystallized in Life, Life coruscating In Light, their mood of magick consummating The miracle of Love, and all the awe Of Need made one with Liberty's one law; A fourfold flower of Godhead, leaf and fruit And seed and blossom of one radiant root, Resolving all the being of its bloom Into the rapture of its own perfume. Star-clustered dew each fibre of that light Wherein all being flashes to its flight! All things that live, a cohort and a choir, Laugh with the leapings of that fervid fire; Motes in that s…
1930 · PDF PAGE 72
… His own, being able to apply Himself accurately to His self-appointed environment. He acclaims His Angel as having laid down the Law of Love as the Magical formula of the Universe, that He may résolve the phénoménal again into its noumenal phase by uniting any two opposites in ecstasic passion. He acclaims His Angel as having appointed that this formula of Love should effect not only the dissolution of the separateness of the Lovers into His own impersonal Godhead, but their co-ordina¬ tion in a “Child” quintessentializea from its parents to c…
1909 · PDF PAGE 22
…x Evil, exc. for prison a 2 Good 3 i 2 Indifferent Ba 3 Very good SB 3 Very good in all a 3 4 Good, save in war s gS 4 Good in all, save love es. 5 Very good ge Ss Voyages good am 6 Good for immorality only es 6 Evil 5 3 1 Good, esp. for peace 3 ‘S 7 | Rather good, esp. for voyages oe 8 Good BS 8 Evil a) Very good 2% 49 | Indifferent ; good for journeys 89 & 10 Good in all 2B to Good = x1 |Good for the Church and eccle- |} 355 rr Very good ha siastical gain Q3 1 Excellent o 12 Not very good Be 3 a8 Caupa Draconis Popu.us Ba 3 ; SG r Destroy the…
1910 · PDF PAGE 26
AMBERGRIS 17 Glory and love and work precipitate The end of mans desireso sayeth Fate. Man answers : Love is stronger, work more sure, Glory more fadeless than her shafts abate. Though all worlds fail, the pulse of Life be still, God fall, all darken, she hath not her will Of deeds beyond recall, that shall endure : For us, these three divinest glasses fill, Fill to the brim with lustrous dew, nor fail To leave the blossom and the nightingale, Loves earlier kiss, and manhoods glowing prime ! Let these suffice. Shall man or Fate prevail ? Low…
1910 · PDF PAGE 240
…? carr. No; my memory is excellent. EUPHEMIA. Of what you swore? caRR. I swore at the granite for not being moss. EUPHEMIA. You swore to love me always. carr. The champagne at the Mena House is not cham- pagne; it is—the cork of it is labelled “ Good intentions.” EUPHEMIA. Then you didn’t mean it? carR [kissing her]. Am I, or am I not—a plain question as between man and man—loving you now? EUPHEMIA. Oh, I know! But I am so worried that every- thing most sure seems all shaken in the storm of it! I was glad—glad, glad!—when that Mr. Todd came in …
1910 · PDF PAGE 240
…? carr. No; my memory is excellent. EUPHEMIA. Of what you swore? caRR. I swore at the granite for not being moss. EUPHEMIA. You swore to love me always. carr. The champagne at the Mena House is not cham- pagne; it is—the cork of it is labelled “ Good intentions.” EUPHEMIA. Then you didn’t mean it? carR [kissing her]. Am I, or am I not—a plain question as between man and man—loving you now? EUPHEMIA. Oh, I know! But I am so worried that every- thing most sure seems all shaken in the storm of it! I was glad—glad, glad!—when that Mr. Todd came in …