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Page 75 of 2251903 · PDF PAGE 66
XXIX So, love, not thus for you and me! And if I am man, no more, expect I shall remain so, till, maybe, The anatomist, old Time, dissect Me, nerve from flesh, and bone from bone, And raise me spiritual, changed In all but love for you, my own; The little matter rearranged, The little mind refigured. This Alone I hope or think to keep :— The love I bear you, and the kiss Too soft to call the breath of sleep. And, if you are woman, even there I do decline : we stand above. I ask not, and will take no share With you in what mankind call love. We …
1907 · PDF PAGE 12
… well. For heaven thy balance as an equal hell. We discard both ; an infinite Universe Remains ; we sum it upan infinite curse. Soam I man ? I lack my wifes embrace. Am I outworn ? I see the harlots face. Is the love better and the knowledge worse ? Shall I seek knowledge and count love disgrace ? Where is the profit in so idle a strife ? The love of knowledge is the hate of life. 7 T
1910 · PDF PAGE 469
…Clad it with all the arms of fear. Moreover, though he sought to scan Some feature, though he listened long, No shape of God or fiend or man, No whisper, groan, shriek, scream, or song Gave him to know it. Now it chanced One day Sir Palamedes rode Through a great wood whose leafage danced In the thin sunlight as it flowed From heaven. He halted in a glade, Bade his horse crop the tender grass; Put off his armour, softly laid Himself to sleep till noon should pass. 93
1910 · PDF PAGE 469
…Clad it with all the arms of fear. Moreover, though he sought to scan Some feature, though he listened long, No shape of God or fiend or man, No whisper, groan, shriek, scream, or song Gave him to know it. Now it chanced One day Sir Palamedes rode Through a great wood whose leafage danced In the thin sunlight as it flowed From heaven. He halted in a glade, Bade his horse crop the tender grass; Put off his armour, softly laid Himself to sleep till noon should pass. 93
1913 · PDF PAGE 217
…k sail flapping , Red with light that's ruddier dawning , On the snows of Fuji San . While the filmy haze is lifting , I can see through many a rifting Shaggy fir trees , little islands , Like a painted Nipon fan , Like a fan that 's silver rounded , For the bay is sandy bounded , Stretching to the flowery highlands Of the heart of Old Japan . Here are things that Westerns share not , Here business , time and haste compare not In the dull or in the clever With the peace of mind of man ; Here with joy in mist and glamour , Droning chant and ring…
1928 · PDF PAGE 102
…ent of which I had just supposed him capable; I should have found it curious, singu- lar, that he should amuse himself by placing a poor man in a false position; but I will never pardon him the stupidity of his calculation. It is never excusable to be wicked, but there is some merit in knowing that one is so; and the most irreparable vice is to do evil by stupidity.
1922 · PDF PAGE 26
…ce purred in my ear, ‘ Good old Peter, good old sport, awfully glad I met you—we'll make a night of it.” The speaker was a handsome Welshman still in his prime. Some people thought him one of the best sculptors living. He had, in fact, a following of dis- ciples which I can only qualify as “ almost unpleasantly so.’”’ He had no use for humanity at the bottom of his heart, except as convenient shapes which he might model. He was bored and disgusted to find them pretending to be alive. The annoyance had grown until he had got into the habit of dr…
1996 · PDF PAGE 40
… Thelemites will do no wrong, if he look but close into the word. For there are therein Three Grades, the Hermit, and the Lover, and the man of Earth. Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the Law. 41. The word of Sin is Restriction. O man! refuse not thy wife, if she will! O lover, if thou wilt, depart! There is no bond that can unite the divided but love: all else is a curse. Accursed! Accursed be it to the aeons! Hell. Commentary: The first paragraph is a general statement or definition of Sin or Error. Anything soever that binds the will,…
1919 · PDF PAGE 319
… would do. He has accepted the Law of Thelema. He understands that there is no law beyond “Do what thou wilt.” He states it almost in so many words. And yet his congenital fetter seems to gall. He has not quite got the idea that every man and every woman is a star, and that every one’s will is the will of God; at least, he does not seem settled about it. In some parts of his book he makes statements which certainly imply that this is so, but in others he appears too conscious of dividuality. He does not always make it perfectly clear that evil …
1909 · PDF PAGE 270
…pen, the Hierophant says : “ Except Adonai build the House their labour is but lost that build it. Except Adonai keep the city, the watchman waketh but in vain! Frater Neophyte, oe aye by what aid do you seek admission to im) Pp the 1°= 10° Grade of Zelator of the G.:.D.+.?” The Hegemon, answering for him, says: Hueroppagt. “ By the guidance of Adonai; by the pos- Vv session of the requisite knowledge ; by the dispensation you hold; by the secret signs and tokens of the o° = o° Grade, and by this symbol of the Hermetic Cross.” The Neophyte is t…
1909 · PDF PAGE 270
…pen, the Hierophant says : “ Except Adonai build the House their labour is but lost that build it. Except Adonai keep the city, the watchman waketh but in vain! Frater Neophyte, oe aye by what aid do you seek admission to im) Pp the 1°= 10° Grade of Zelator of the G.:.D.+.?” The Hegemon, answering for him, says: Hueroppagt. “ By the guidance of Adonai; by the pos- Vv session of the requisite knowledge ; by the dispensation you hold; by the secret signs and tokens of the o° = o° Grade, and by this symbol of the Hermetic Cross.” The Neophyte is t…
1922 · PDF PAGE 39
Over the Top ! 25 filed up with the red lusts of man! I adore Thee, Evoe! I adore Thee, I A O!” I tingled and shivered as she sang; and then some- thing, I hardly know what, made me turn and look into the face of Gretel Webster. She was sitting at my right; her left hand was beneath the table, and she was looking at if. I followed her glance. In the little quadrilateral of the veins whose lower apex is between the first and middle fingers, was a tiny heap of sparkling dust. Nothing I had ever seen before had so attracted me. The sheer bright in…
1922 · PDF PAGE 101
… Master calling the Lodge to order, “TI said to myself when I met you last night, ‘it’s better to be born lucky than rich, and there’s a man who was born lucky.’ ” It was perfectly true. I had never been able to do anything of my own abilities, and after all I had tumbled into a reasonably good fortune. ‘ You’ve got the touch, Pen,’ he said, with animation. “* Any time you're out of a job, I'll give you ten thousand a year as a mascot.” Lou and I were both intensely excited. We could hardly find the patience to listen to the details of our frie…
1930 · PDF PAGE 62
…té circle. The whole of the force expended is completely re-absorbed 3 yet the virtue is that vast gain represented by the abyss between Man and God. The magician becomes füled with God, fed upon God, intoxicaîed with God. Lit lie by little Ms hody will bec orne pnrified by fbe internai lustration of God; day by day bis mort ai frame, shedding its earihly éléments, will become in very truth the Temple of tbe Holy Gliost. Day by day matter is repîaeed by Spirit, tbe bmnau by the divine ; ulîimately the change will be complété; God manifest in fl…
1901 · PDF PAGE 28
… he call) The invocations of his lofty tune. Thus in his measures nature craves the boon To be reflected ; and his rhymes appal Or charm mankind as tides that flow or fall, Waxes or wanes the tempestival moon. Her course is measured in the sonnet’s tether, Waxes the eight-fold ecstasy ; exceeds The minor sestet, where some passion bleeds Or truth discourses : or eclipse may end, Proof against thought ; but if man comprehend The stars in all their stations sing together. II. What power or fascination can there lie In this fair garden of the stra…
1901 · PDF PAGE 117
…ll on the mystic Tree of Life My soul is crucified ; Still strikes the sacrificial knife Where lurks some serpent-eyed Fear, passion, or man’s deadly wife Desire, the suicide ! Before me dwells the Holy One Anointed Beauty’s King ; Behind me, mightier than the Sun, To whom the cherubs sing, A strong archangel, known of none, Comes crowned and conquering. An angel stands on my right hand With strength of ocean’s wrath ; Upon my left the fiery brand, Charioted fire smites forth : Four great archangels to withstand The furies of the path.
1904 · PDF PAGE 66
… ! MOLLY. O sir, my lord, how can I thank you ? GLENSTRAE. Come in, my dear, and let us see your father about it... Can you spare an old man a kiss ? MOLLY. O my lord ? GLENSTRAE, kissing her. There, there ! Where is your father ? (They go in.) SCENE X Paris. Night. SIR PERCY and ANGELA in bed, the latter asleep. SIR PERCY. O Rose of dawn ! O star of evening ! O glory of the soul of light ! Let my bright spirit speed on urgent wing ! Let me be silent, and my silence sing Throughout the idle, the luxurious night ! How soft she breathes ! How ten…
1906 · PDF PAGE 48
…your kisses, the bewitching bud Flamed in the starlight; then our bed your bower Heaved like the breast of some alluring flood Whereon a man might sleep for ever, until Death should surprise him, kiss his weary will Into the last repose, profounder power Than life could compass. Now I tax my skill To find another holier name, some flower 38
1910 · PDF PAGE 116
…mosque Guess not what joy the ages hold. Seek we the tavern and the stream, The garden and the grassy wold ! No potter fashioned thee, o man ! ’Tis thou that didst the Potter mould. From Fear grew Hell, from Hope sprang Heaven ; From Love our Ecstasy untold.2 Those are delusions, slow to live, This hath no death, the iron-souled. [Therefore the podex of Habib To pierce am I, thy lover, bold.]3 Only from weariness of love Was death’s unholy camel foaled.4
1910 · PDF PAGE 92
…ll my fancies Bursts in a shower of suns ! The wine-cup brims And bubbles over ; I drink deep the hymns Of sorceries, of spells, of necromancies And all my spirit shudders ; dew bedims My sightthese girls and their alluring glances ! Their eyes that burn like dawns lascivious lances Waking all earth to loveto love ! Life skims The cream of joy. If God could see what man sees, (Intoxicating Nellies, Mauds, and Nances !) I see Him leave the sapphirine expanses, The choir serene and the celestial air To swoon into their sacramental hair !