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1910 · PDF PAGE 181

The Equinox (Volume I, Number III)

…0. 40. MAitrananda Swami explained above as follows: Unto the sunset, moonrise, Agni;+ then Vishvarupa Darshana,t and one’s own Personal God;§ then Atma-Darshana || and Shiva- Darshana.{ * The Golden Dawn, Dhyana of the Sun. + Or Rupa Visions, That is, visions of the three Lights of the Gunas. See “The Herb Dangerous.” THE EQUINOX, vol. i, No. 2. } The great Vision of Vishnu. See the Eleventh Discourse in the Bhagavad- Gita. “Unnumbered arms, the sun and moon. Thine eyes. I see Thy face, as sacrificial fire blazing, its splendour burneth up the…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 181

The Equinox (Volume I, Number IV)

…0. 40. MAitrananda Swami explained above as follows: Unto the sunset, moonrise, Agni;+ then Vishvarupa Darshana,t and one’s own Personal God;§ then Atma-Darshana || and Shiva- Darshana.{ * The Golden Dawn, Dhyana of the Sun. + Or Rupa Visions, That is, visions of the three Lights of the Gunas. See “The Herb Dangerous.” THE EQUINOX, vol. i, No. 2. } The great Vision of Vishnu. See the Eleventh Discourse in the Bhagavad- Gita. “Unnumbered arms, the sun and moon. Thine eyes. I see Thy face, as sacrificial fire blazing, its splendour burneth up the…

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1961 · PDF PAGE 163

Liber Aleph

…our Powers of the Sphinx, and firstly, that this most arcane of the Mysteries of Antiquity was never at any Period the Tool of the Slave-Gods, but a Witness of Horus through the dark Æon of Osiris to His Light and Truth, His Force and Fire. Thou canst by no means interpret the Sphinx in Terms of the Formula of the Slain God. This did I comprehend even when as Eliphas Levi Zahed I walked up and down the Earth, seeking a Reconciliation of these Antagonisms, which was a Task impossible, for in that Plane they have Antipathy. (Even so may no Man fo…

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1898 · PDF PAGE 39

White Stains

…hinkst thou that I will fructify Now, at thine own good time, thy dead And barren bed ? “ How worship me, yet break my laws ? Art thou a God ? Didst thou devise The infinite world ? Did thy word cause The silver Caucasus to arise ? Art thou all-wise ? “ Or hast thou mocked me, setting high A molten calf, a graven block,

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1898 · PDF PAGE 129

White Stains

…th poisonous discharge From a swollen gland, inflamed and large With gonorrhoea’s delicious breed ; To probe thy belly, and to drink The godless fluids, and the pool Of rank putrescence from the stool Thy hanged corpse gave, whose luscious stink Excites these songs sublime. The rod Gains new desire ; dive, howl, cling, suck, Rave, shriek, and chew ; excite the fuck, Hold me, I come ! I’m dead ! My God !

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1899 · PDF PAGE 12

Tale of Archais

…ng sorrow into mirth, Cradling, like a child, delight Born from the Cimmerian darkness of the hollow womb of Night, By the father of the gods, And the seasons’ periods To Eternity, the ocean flooded with the river, Light Ouranos ! Wave wide thy pinions Azure in the azure air, Over the serene dominions That our love has made so fair : Hark, O Heaven ! Hail thy sister, Earth, ex- panding everywhere With the blossom of God’s smile. Hark, old Ouranos, awhile To the music welling up From the sea of molten glass,

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1902 · PDF PAGE 92

Tannhäuser

…mpatient to be gone ! Your horse—that favour I shall not forget. Nor linger to repay. Good morrow then ! Good sport all day ! Landgrave. God speed thee, Tannhauser. [£xti Tannhauser. Am I still dreaming ? It was surely he But such an one, compact of suffering, Of joy, of love, of pity, of despair ; Half senseless, half too subtle for my sense. Wolfram. He has passed through some unimagined test, Or undergone some sorrow. Leave it so ! I saw high grief upon him, and new love ! 90

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1905 · PDF PAGE 40

Orpheus

…d, I leap as a fawn. The voice is uplifted, The lord of my dawn; My spirit is shifted, My love is withdrawn. I hear the sweet feet of my God ; I know him ; I fall In tears at his call. 4I

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1906 · PDF PAGE 17

Gargoyles

…matter and force and sense, No two alone. All’s one: the gold Of truth is no reward divine Of faith, but wage of evidence. The clod, the God, the spar, the star Mete in thy measure, as they are xi. So lifts the agony of the world From this mine head, that bowed awhile Before the terror suddenly shown. 9

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1910 · PDF PAGE 220

The Winged Beetle

…my heart that they enlarge With hope thy dear sobs shall resound, A drummer rattling out the “ Charge ! ” For am I not a discord-note In God’s great anthem—thanks to thee Black Irony with greedy throat That shaketh me, devoureth me Through my soft voice this harpy screams ! My blood, this viper-venom base ! I, the black mirror by whose gleams Megaera watches her own face.

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1910 · PDF PAGE 157

The World’s Tragedy

…logs the belly ; dusts inflames the eye : Stone irks the bladder ; gout — plague — leprosy ! Man born of woman is most full of trouble ; God a gorged fool that belches him, a bubble ! — But of all plagues wherewith a man is cursed, Take my word for it, woman is the worst ! JOHN Maybe, dear Lord, of all the words men say Of thine, that one shall never pass away. But what hath the wench done ?

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1913 · PDF PAGE 57

Cambridge Poets 1900–1913

AMY K . CLARKE . * THE “ VENUS DE MILO ." The SCULPTOR SPEAKS. N OTHING of strange , or exquisite , or rare , No tortured limbs, or godlike pose , for me . Doubtless their work was good ; I found it fair But knew my masters — and I let them be . I wrought unbidden , without hope of fame , Such simple work as our plain fathers knew , Content with little honour , and a name Unlauded . Thus my patience reaps its due ; A woman , weary from the vineyard , rests Her laden basket on the plinth , and now Before my Aphrodite stays and sighs , Something …

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1905 · PDF PAGE 78

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…, Because my thews grown strong were iin- potent To reign or be a captain any more, Though I might serve the children who had grown Less godlike from his loins who made me vod, So when the day was ripe, my brethren turned And gnashed upon me, mocking, with their teeth : ; Thou art the son of a strange woman, thou ! Begone from honest folk !—and I in wrath Smote once or twice with naked hand, and slew . Two gibing cowards, and went forth an outcast, And gathered faithful servitors, and ruled Mightiest in the desert, and was lord Of all the march…

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1904 · PDF PAGE 26

Why Jesus Wept

…g Through me — this rage Is the strength of my blood, The heat of my body, The birth of my wit. To hell with the flood Of words ! Were I God, he Had made me as fit For all things as now, But added a brow Cool — O how cool ! Fool ! Fool ! Fool ! With a terrible laugh he springs out of sight down the crags. SCENE III SIR PERCY PERCIVALE, in the Hall. O the gloom of these distasteful tomes ! The horror of the secrets here discovered ! Wake, ye salamandrines ; sleep, ye gnomes ! Were those the sylphs that round me hovered

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1929 · PDF PAGE 233

Moonchild

…in?" [327] "What could be clearer? Their right wing will break through somewhere, or roll us up. Verdun will be isolated. Der Kronprinz (God bless his noble heart!) will walk through, and goose-step all the way to Paris. It is the only chance for the Hohenzollern dynasty." "It is military madness." "They think they have enough in hand to risk it. But see, sir, for God's sake see the conclusion! If I'm right, Von Kluck is bound to swerve East, right across our front — and we'll smash him!" "He couldn't risk such a crazy manoeuvre." "Mark my word…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 94

Collected Works (Vol. III)

…the sun ! Nay, let all light, all things, but cease ! Sense is the seal of double rule. The million oracles that run Out of the mouth of God the fool Are not myself. To nothing turn ! To nothing look! Then, then !—discern Nothing, that one may one remain. So I am paid the horrible pain That these my brothers ordered me. I look upon their brows—I see Signs many and deep of torture past 3 A star, yon Star, true peace at last. (There approacheth an aged man, riding upon an ass, with a led ass, and a Nubian servant.) The Adept. In the name of God, …

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1910 · PDF PAGE 258

The Equinox (Volume I, Number III)

…antly proved his main point, the true antiquity of some Masonic system. It is a parallel to Frazer’s tracing of the history of the Slain God. But why is there no life in any of our Slain God rituals? It is for us to restore them by the Word and the Grip. For us, who have the inner knowledge, inherited or won, it remains to restore the true rites of Attis, Adonis, Osiris, of Set, Serapis, Mithras, and Abel. ALEISTER CROWLEY. 240

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1910 · PDF PAGE 258

The Equinox (Volume I, Number IV)

…antly proved his main point, the true antiquity of some Masonic system. It is a parallel to Frazer’s tracing of the history of the Slain God. But why is there no life in any of our Slain God rituals? It is for us to restore them by the Word and the Grip. For us, who have the inner knowledge, inherited or won, it remains to restore the true rites of Attis, Adonis, Osiris, of Set, Serapis, Mithras, and Abel. ALEISTER CROWLEY. 240

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1929 · PDF PAGE 21

The Stratagem and Other Stories

…y was a blot on the scutcheon of the Buggs). You're a harlot, miss!” And then, with an awful change as the truth came home to him: “O my God! O my God! Damn it!” he screamed, “how did you get the keys of my little safe?” The girl had frozen colder than the stone, but there was a new light in her eye, and if the curl of a lip could tread a worm into the dust, that lip was hers and that worm the author of her being. She had withdrawn as one who comes suddenly upon a toad, and the first flaming of her face had died instantly to deadlier ice. Bugg …

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1898 · PDF PAGE 41

White Stains

…k That thou mayst pass again dry-shod : Thou hast chosen, thou shalt live the black Dry years out till thou cleave the sod, And meet thy God. “ What are thy good deeds ? This one thing Thou hast not done. This chiefest task

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