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Page 81 of 1201912 · PDF PAGE 114
…. Dr. F. Then you mustn’t tell her. W. S. I’m not going to. But she’ll guess. Mothers seem to feel things. Look here, dec., I'm on for a night with the Indians. I‘ll have forgotten about it myself by to-morrow That’s the best way. Dr. F. I’m with you. And in the meantime, remember we doctors know very little. Mrs. Β. (coming forward) I wouldn't believe the whole lot of them if they said I had to die to—morrow. Dr. F. Quite right. [DR. BOB‘S (Be/L SERVANT 6711665 and flows JANE z'm‘o eoizszz/lz‘ng—roo/IL] Dr. F. I’ll be with you in a moment, Jane…
1922 · PDF PAGE 52
…arted like an eagle. With the whirr of the engine came Lou’s soft smooth voice in exquisite antiphony :— “O Thou trembling breast of the night, that gleamest with a rosary of moons! I adore Thee, Evoe! I adore Thee, I A O!” We soared towards the dawn. I went straight to over three thousand. I could hear the beat of my heart. It was one with the beat of the engine. I took the pure unsullied air into my lungs. It was an octave to cocaine; the same invigorating spiritual force expressed in other terms. , The magnificently melodious words of Sievek…
1922 · PDF PAGE 276
…something of this in my manner. Lala, after bundling me into the automobile which I had driven to Barley Grange on that first tremendous night, began to turn the conversation so as to answer my unspoken resentment. She made a pleasant little excuse for not offering me the steering-wheel. I knew too well that I couldn't have driven that car a hundred yards through traffic. I had abdicated my manhood. I must resign myself to be driven where any one was willing to take me. I might count myself lucky if I had fallen into reasonably good hands. At G…
1922 · PDF PAGE 288
…ish for ever every interest ! The cradling breeze shall woo us, soft and sweet, Ruffling the waves of velvet at your feet.” “When solemn night of swart oaks shall prevail Voice our despair, musical nightingale ! ”’ The exquisite images, so subtle and yet so concrete, filled my mind with memories of all my boyhood’s dreams. They reminded me of the possibilities of love and peace. All this was familiar to me, familiar in the most intense and alluring form. That was what nature had to offer; this pure and ecstatic rapture was the birthright of man…
1929 · PDF PAGE 152
… this was a timid yet vigorous purity, a concentration of the longing of the magicians. The physical signs were equally unmistakable. By night a faint blue luminosity radiated from the whole enclosure, visible to the natural eye; and to one seated in the garden, darting scintillations, star-sparkles, would appear, flitting from flower to flower, or tree to stone, if he kept as still and sensitive as one should in such a garden. And on the rightly tuned and tempered ear might fall, now and again, vague snatches of some far-off music. Then there …
1929 · PDF PAGE 28
…doing. I am blind! He sawed his arm up and down. Useless; I had be- come absolutely insensitive. We repeated a dozen ex- periments that night. All failed. We concealed our disappointment, and it did not cloud our love. The sympathy between us grew even subtler and stronger, but only as it grows between all men and women who love with their whole hearts, and love unselfishly. IV We returned to Cambridge in October, and Arthur threw himself vigorously into the new year's work. Then I fell ill, and the hope we had indulged was disap- pointed. Wor…
1929 · PDF PAGE 437
…n close contact with the material plane is involved --- no less than five fires broke out in the studio during that period. On the third night, Semper Paratus decided to walk home to the house of the friends with whom he was staying in Hampstead. It was late at night when he approached; but his attention was at once attracted by smoke issuing from the house. He gave the alarm and the fire was quickly got under. The mysterious and significant point about the incident is that the fire had got started in the one place in a house where there is no …
1904 · PDF PAGE 37
…The whisky-distiller had many connec- tions in the Highlands of Scotland, and no doubt the story of my exploit enlivened many a dull wet night in that dreariest of countries. Anyhow, one day my father came down from his office in a state of appalling excitement, waving a telegram. He masturbated four times in his anxiety to control his feelings, and let us have the news, which when read seemed as bald and colourless as the pee-hole of an albino baby. But there was a hidden mean- ing. The telegram read simply : Self incapacitated by overwork B.l…
1907 · PDF PAGE 305
…ater , shakes and slides The glittering sun through emerald tides , So that faint ripples of young light Laugh on the green . Is there a night So still and cold , a frost so chill , That all the glaciers be still ? Yet in its peace no frost . Arise ! Over the mountains steady stand , O sun of glory in the skies Alone , above , unmoving ! Brand Thy sigil , thy restless might , The abundant imminence of light ! 1 Science and Buddhism , vol . ii, pp . 207-208 .
1910 · PDF PAGE 76
… thou didst veil thy buttocks with the spangled muslin of Egypt, we cried out that it was the face of Allah radiant through the stars of night — for we were excessively drunk, Habib ! — But yesterday we laughed even louder when my women veiled thee as to thy face with a black veil, and Laila cried : “ Allah be praised, the Concealer, that He hath permitted us to conceal the podex of this pig.” Thou didst not laugh, O spoiler of sport ! Nor did the rattans of the eunuchs move thee to mirth, falling like the first hard rain of summer upon thy bac…
1909 · PDF PAGE 192
…c tint was Pink : as it were the first pink blush of Dawn in the Macrocosmic Sky: Herald of the Rising Sun of the Worlds, when the Great Night of Brahma was over and done. The next word is the Great Name of God the Vast One: onyx. Let us meditate upon its Mystery! Herein behold 182
1909 · PDF PAGE 192
…c tint was Pink : as it were the first pink blush of Dawn in the Macrocosmic Sky: Herald of the Rising Sun of the Worlds, when the Great Night of Brahma was over and done. The next word is the Great Name of God the Vast One: onyx. Let us meditate upon its Mystery! Herein behold 182
1907 · PDF PAGE 257
250 THE STAR IN THE WEST Master , the night is falling yet again . I hear dim tramplings of unholy forces : I see the assembly of the foully slain : The scent of murder steams : riderless horses Gallop across the earth , and seek the inane : The sun and moon are shaken in their courses : The kings are gathered , and the vultures fall Screaming , to hold their ghastly festival .' The search after Mystery is finely described in the opening dedication of “ The Songs of the Spirit " : Mine was the holy fire that drew Its perfect passion from the de…
1907 · PDF PAGE 172
…he spots in the Agapae , and we know to what they referred : Out ! out ! the ghastly torches of the feast ! Let darkness hide us and the night discover The shameless mysteries of God grown beast , The nameless blasphemy , the slimèd East Sin incarnated with a leprous lover !3 Whilst these are seeking the “ Monstrous desires of secret things ,”4 others are ranting about atheist death bed scenes . For these Crowley also has a word : “ Oh , very well !” I think you say , “ Wait only till your dying day ! See whether then you kiss the rod , And bow…
1912 · PDF PAGE 97
…e the fine business man he was. And very bold it was, for conscience makes cowards of us all. The secret shame of his orgies 1 Every week—night— once even on a Sunday l—after everyone had gone to bed, he opened the little safe in the wall at the head of his bed, and drew forth the obscene picture from its envelope marked “ In case of my death or disability THIS PACKET is to be DESTROYED UNOPENED. T. Bugg. ” Then he would sit, and hold it in his hot hands, and gloat upon the evil thing, lifting it now and again to his mouth to cover it with greed…
1912 · PDF PAGE 97
…e the fine business man he was. And very bold it was, for conscience makes cowards of us all. The secret shame of his orgies 1 Every week—night— once even on a Sunday l—after everyone had gone to bed, he opened the little safe in the wall at the head of his bed, and drew forth the obscene picture from its envelope marked “ In case of my death or disability THIS PACKET is to be DESTROYED UNOPENED. T. Bugg. ” Then he would sit, and hold it in his hot hands, and gloat upon the evil thing, lifting it now and again to his mouth to cover it with greed…
1913 · PDF PAGE 366
… Thought alone, then, reveals light, and creates it in using it for its own purposes. The affirmation of atheism is the dogma of eternal night: the affirmation of God is the dogma of light! We stop here at the number Nineteen, although the sacred alphabet has twenty-two letters ; but the first nineteen are the keys of occult theology. The others are the keys of Nature ; we shall return to them in the third part of this work. Let us resume what we have said concerning God, by quoting a fine invocation borrowed from the Jewish liturgy. It is a pa…
1913 · PDF PAGE 366
… Thought alone, then, reveals light, and creates it in using it for its own purposes. The affirmation of atheism is the dogma of eternal night: the affirmation of God is the dogma of light! We stop here at the number Nineteen, although the sacred alphabet has twenty-two letters ; but the first nineteen are the keys of occult theology. The others are the keys of Nature ; we shall return to them in the third part of this work. Let us resume what we have said concerning God, by quoting a fine invocation borrowed from the Jewish liturgy. It is a pa…
1922 · PDF PAGE 34
…al served to bring up in my mind some inkling of the true nature of my feeling for Lou. The Smoking Dog, now ingloriously extinct, was a night club decorated by a horrible little cad who spent his life pushing himself into art and literature. The dancing room was a ridiculous, meaningless, gaudy, bad imitation of Klimmt. Damn it all, I may not be a great flyer, but I ama fresh-air man. I detest these near-artists with their poses and their humbug and their swank. I hate shams. I found myself in a state of furious impatience before five minutes …
1922 · PDF PAGE 157
… to get back to where we were. There's frightfully little H. left. There's plenty of C.; only one wants so much. I wonder if this is the night stuff. The effect isn’t what it used to be. At first everything went so fast. It doesn’t any more. It makes one’s mind very full; drags out the details ; but it doesn’t make one think and talk and act with that glorious sense of speed. I think the truth is that we've got tired out. Suppose I suggest to Cockie that we knock off for a week and get our physical strength back and start fresh. I may as well t…