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1929 · PDF PAGE 94

Moonchild

… all shapes of vice, of crime, of misery. Lisa was thinking, as she climbed the apparently unending staircase, that she had taken pretty long [135] odds. She had not hesitated to buck the Tiger, Life. Simon Iff had warned her that she was acting on impulse. But — on the top of that — he had merely urged her to be true to it. She swore once more that she would stick to her guns. The black mood fell from her. She turned and looked upon the sea, now far below. The sun, a hollow orb of molten

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1905 · PDF PAGE 241

Collected Works (Vol. I)

… sleeps! None but the dead can sleep the sleep of love! How its fortress wakes, and Come, love, caress me with endearing eyes! Light the long rapture that nor fades nor flies! Love laughs and lingers, frenzies, stabs, and sighs, And-dies ! None but the dead can know the worth of love! [TANNHAUSER Sleeps. VENUS. Sleep on, poor fool, and in thy sleep deceived Defy the very beauty that thou seekest ! Now is the solemn portal of the dusk Lifted ; and in the gleaming silver-gray, The eastern sky, steps out the single One, Hathoor and Aphrodite—whom …

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1929 · PDF PAGE 225

Moonchild

"It's a good scheme," muttered Lisa. "Let's get away to-night; I'm sick of this hole." She caressed the Turk warmly. But Paris was no longer the Paris of her dreams, no longer the Paris of idleness and luxury "where good Americans go when they die"; it was a Paris of war, of stern discipline, of patriotic enthusiasm, nothing less than a nightmare for the compatriots of the lady who didn't raise her boy to be a soldier. She blamed Abdul, who shrugged his shoulders, and reminded her that she was lucky to get dinner at all, that the Germans were l…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 31

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…god! Who hidest visions underneath thy rod, And hast all dreams and all desires and fears, All secrets and all loves and joys Of all the long vague years For lightsome maidens and desire-pale boys Within thy worship. We desire thy bitter rod, O high Lord God! Thus that most reverend sound through all the vale Pealed in low cadences that rise and fail, And all the augurs promise happy days, And all the men for Archais have praise, And all maids’ eyes are fixed on Charicles. Then, to the tune of musical slow seas, The wind began to murmur on the …

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1907 · PDF PAGE 86

Collected Works (Vol. III)

…n. It can’t hurt you much to say a few words in the chapel with me— and then go back. But pray for me when I am dead. DENYS. [Strugoling long with emotion, stops himself Jrom crying and gives a forced laugh.| Here's romance, if ever there was any. Dog that I am! To laugh when your pale sweet little body is all shaken with weeping. Mademoiselle —Blanche—listen to me, and do not talk such wild nonsense. I will not

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1904 · PDF PAGE 22

The Goetia

…s named THEURGIA- GoreTiA, all Aérial Spirits, etc. (3) THe Tuirp PaRT is of Spirits governing the Planet- ary Hours, and what Spirits belong to every degree, of the Signs, and Planets in the Signs. Called the PAULINE ART, etc. (4) THE FourtTH ParT of this Book 1s called ALMADEL OF SoLomon, which con- taineth those Spirits which govern the Four Altitudes, or the 360 Degrees of the Zodiac. These two last Or- ders of Spirits are Good, and to be which is termed THE GOETIA OF SOLOMON, sheweth forth his manner of binding these Spirits for use in thi…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 189

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…e her joy relinquished. **T died the moment when yott tore away The biceding veil of my virginity. The pain was sudden --and the joy was long. Persists that triumph, keenly, utterly! Write, then, in thy mysterious book of song: ‘Death chisels marble where fe moulded clay.’ ” AGAINST THE TIDE. TL KILLED my wife—not meaning to, indeed— Yet knew myself the sheer necessity : lor I too died that miracle-bour-——and she, She also knew the immedicable need. She sighed, and laughed, and died. How loves exceed In that strange fact! are we Of God’s own pu…

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1906 · PDF PAGE 39

Collected Works (Vol. II)

…ing through day towards night, Craving the perfumed light Of the stars lustrous, and the gem-born moon, Dewy with clustered diamond, The long land swoons to sleep; the sea sleeps and yet wakes beyond. 1 Near Honolulu.

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1919 · PDF PAGE 318

The Equinox (Volume III, Number I)

…a second part to his book dealing with the means of attainment. Mr. Klein has not exactly done this in his new volume, but he has gone a long way on the road. He is still somewhat handicapped by infelicity of expression, but a more serious drawback still is the confusion of thought caused by his early train- ing. He is a sublime initiate, but he is trying to put his quart of Champagne into the pint pot of the language of Christian Mysticism. He has not seen the neces- sity of discarding this deuce and trey. He stands pat on his three aces inste…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 245

Collected Works (Vol. I)

… are slain, even as I! [TANNHAUSER pauses, bends eagerly towards VENUS, She smiling luxu- viously, he continues. Who cometh wanton, with long arms out- spread ? Who cometh with lascivious lips aflame? Whose eyes invite me to the naked bed Stark open to the sun, dear pride of shame? Whose face draws close and near, Filling the soul with fear, Till nameless shudders course in every limb? Whose breath is quick and fierce? Whose teeth are keen to pierce The arms that clasp her? Whose the eyes that swim For dear and delicate delight? whose The lips …

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1905 · PDF PAGE 154

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…to speak. THE LEEPER. Neither in heaven nor in hell. I go, The dead king, worshipping the living man. [Aves. S’AFI. I have been a god so long, my thoughts run halt From many contemplations. Like the flow Of a slow river deep and beautiful, My even life moved onward to full scope, The ocean of profounder deity, And—suddenly—the cataract ! Centred eternally upon itself, Comprehends hardly all this violence Of wayward inen intemperate. Iam calm, And contemplate, without a muscle moved Or nerve set shrieking, all these ruinous deeds And dissolution…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 87

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…cting victory. No fugitive returns, nor messenger: They have not shocked together, or perchance The grim fight rolls its sickening tide along fTomeward or southward, undecided yet ; Or victory made certain but an hour Lends no such wings to jaded horses as May bear a jaded rider to our gates. Wait only, friends, and calm our troubled mind, Nor stir the languid sails of our desire With breath of expectation or despair. Rather give place to those untroubled thoughts That sit like stars immobile in the sky To fathom all the desolate winds of ocean…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 219

Collected Works (Vol. III)

…aw; As mist I dissipate: I am borne, I draw Through chasms in the mountains: stormy gusts Ofancient sorrows and forgotten lusts Bear me along : they touch me not: I waste The memory of long lives interlaced Fades in my fading. I disintegrate, Fall into black oblivion of Fate. My being divides : I have forgot my name. I am blown out as a thin subtle flame. I am no more. A SPIRIT. What is? what chorus swells Through these dark gorges and untrodden dells ! What whisper through the forest? entwines The low song with the roses and the vines, The hig…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 149

Collected Works (Vol. III)

…s lie Great lakes: our voices hardly rise, but die In the cold streams of air: shallow and deep: Leagues by the thousand, dells a minute long; All we are children of the mighty throng That cluster where the mountains fail, and sleep In such cool peace that even thy lyre awakes Hardly a soul that tenderer music makes. Yet we arise and listen for cur own sweet sakes. THE LIVING CREATURES OF THE EARTH. The heavy hand is held, And the whips leave weary blows. The mysteries of eld Are cancelled and expelled, And the miserable throes.

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1905 · PDF PAGE 263

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…dove. So in one man the height and deep of love Joined, in two states alternate (even so Are life and death)—shall one unite the two, My long impulsive strife? Did I find life ?. The real life—to know The ways of God. Alas! I never knew. Then came our Lady of the Sevenfold Light, Showed me a distant plan, distinct and clear, As twilight to the dayspring and the night, Dividing and uniting even here: The middle path—life interfused with death— Pure love; the secret of Elizabeth ! This is my secret—in the man’s delight To lose that stubborn ecsta…

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1944 · PDF PAGE 246

The Book of Thoth

…alysis of the general character of each card; but he cannot reach any true appreciation of them without observing their behaviour over a long period; he can only come to an understanding of the Tarot through experience. It will not be sufficient for him to inten‐ sify his studies of the cards as objective things; he must use them; he must live with them. They, too, must live with him. A card is not isolated from its fellows. The reactions of the cards, their interplay with each other, must be built into the very life of the student. Then how is…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 58

The Equinox (Volume I, Number III)

….” In one sense rightly enough did P. bring to completion the work L.I.L, at the end of the year 1900; but, in another, it took him nine long years of toil before he perfected it, for it was not until the last days of the year 1909 that the work of the Thirty thyrs was indeed brought to an end. In 1900 verily was the work conceived, but not until the year 1909 was it brought forth a light unto the darkness, a little spark cast into the Well of Time. (P. merely means that at this time he established a secret Order of this name.) * The Signs are …

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1910 · PDF PAGE 58

The Equinox (Volume I, Number IV)

….” In one sense rightly enough did P. bring to completion the work L.I.L, at the end of the year 1900; but, in another, it took him nine long years of toil before he perfected it, for it was not until the last days of the year 1909 that the work of the Thirty thyrs was indeed brought to an end. In 1900 verily was the work conceived, but not until the year 1909 was it brought forth a light unto the darkness, a little spark cast into the Well of Time. (P. merely means that at this time he established a secret Order of this name.) * The Signs are …

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1907 · PDF PAGE 105

Collected Works (Vol. III)

… crown me a bearded Sar Bull-breasted by my sleek Semiramis !? Did you not hear those men below? spoke Of one I think you have forgotten long ; Talked of his ruined life—half as a joke— But I— But I—it is my whole heart’s song| They I love you when I think of his pale:lips Twitching, and all his curls of gold awry; Your smile of poison as he sighs and sips ; Your half-scared laughter as his heart- beats die— Let him creep on, a shattered, ruined thing ! A ship dismasted on a dreadful sea! And you—afar—some word of largesse fling Pitifully worde…

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1909 · PDF PAGE 267

The Equinox (Volume I, Number I)

…ne of the East, the red Cavalry Cross is astrally formulated above the astral White Triangle of the Three upon his forehead ; so that so long as he belongeth unto the Order he may have that potent and sublime symbol as a link with his Higher Self, and as an aid in his search for the Forces of the Light Divine for ever, if he only will it. But the Higher Soul or Genius returneth unto the Invisible Station of Harpocrates, into the Place of the hidden centre, yet retaining the link formulated with the Candidate. The address of the Hierophant then …

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