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1905 · PDF PAGE 263

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…s ! Centre thee in thine heart one scarlet thought Limpid with brilliance of the Light above ! Draw into nought All life, death, hatred, love : All self concentred in the sole desire— Hear thou the Voice of Fire! This hope was Zoroaster’s—this is mine! Not one but many splendours hath the Shrine: Not one but many paths approach the gate That guards the Adytum, fortifying Fate ! Mine was, by weariness of blood and brain, Mere bitter fruit of pain Sought in the darkness of an harlot’s bed, To make me as one dead : To loose the girders of the soul…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 210

Collected Works (Vol. III)

…rits in one tether, Overwhelming ecstasies ! Io Evoe! J faint, I fall, Swoon in purple light ; the grape Drowns my spirit in its thrall. Love tne, love me over all, Spirit in the spirit shape ! All is one! I murmur. Distant Sounds the shout, Evoe, Evoe ! Evoe, Iacche! Soft, insistent Like to echo’s voice persistent :— Hail! Agave! Autonoe! AGAVE, Evoe Ho! Iacche ! Hail, O Hail! Praise him ! What dreams are these? AUTONOE. Sisters, O sisters ! AGAVE. Say, are our brethren of the rocks awake? AUTONOE. The lion roars. MANADS. O listen to the snake…

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1911 · PDF PAGE 121

The Vision and the Voice

…owling, that I can compare to nothing that I have ever heard; yet it is strangely human. And the voice says: These are they that grasped love and clung thereto, praying ever at the knees of the great goddess. These are they that have shut themselves up in fortresses of Love. Each plume of the peacock is full of eyes, that are at the same time 4x 7. And for this is the number 28 reflected down into Netzach; and that 28 is Kaph Cheth (Kach), power. For she is Sakti, the eternal energy of the Concealed One. And it is her eternal energy that hath m…

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1954 · PDF PAGE 187

Magick Without Tears

…lligent and imaginative student like yourself ; but if any point remains darkling, let me know , and I will follow up with a postscript. Love is the law, love under will. Yours fraternally , 666 P.S. I thought it might help you if I were to make a few experiments. I have done so. Result: this is much more difficult and delicate an affair than I had thought when I wrote this letter. For instance, one single thought of a "second string" -e.g. "if it fails, I had better do so and so" - is enough to kill the whole operation stone dead . Of course, …

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1898 · PDF PAGE 31

Songs of the Spirit

…EGISTUS. THAT which is highest as the deep Is fixed, the depth as that above : Death’s face is as the face of Sleep ; And Lust is likest Love. So stand the angels one by one Higher and higher with lamps of gold : So stand the shining devils ; none Their brightness may behold. I took my life, as one who takes Young gold to ruin and to spend ; I sought their gulfs and fiery lakes, And sought no happy end. 21

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1898 · PDF PAGE 89

Songs of the Spirit

…t— In a man work lifts his eyelids, but his dreams lend eyes their light. So dreams and days are wed, And soul and body lie Ambrosial in Love’s bed. See, heaven with stars is spread— So glad of life am I If an angel came to call me I am sure I would not die. 79

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1899 · PDF PAGE 180

Jephthah and Other Mysteries

…e constant ripple of your long white hands, The soul-tormenting violin that speaks Truth, and enunciates all my soul seeks, And binds my love in its desirous bands, And clutches at my heart, until there stands No fibre yet unshaken, while it wreaks In one sharp song the agony of weeks, And all my soul and body understands. The music changes, and I know that here, In these new melodies, a tongue of fire Leaps at each waving of the silver spear; And all my sorrow dons delight’s attire Because the gate of Heaven is so near, And I have comprehended…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 6

Rosa Mundi

Rose of the World ! Red glory of the secret heart of Love ! Red flame, rose-red, most subtly curled Into its own infinite flower, all flowers above ! Its flower in its own perfumed passion, Its faint sweet passion, folded and furled In flower fashion ; And my deep spirit taking its pure part Of that voluptuous heart Of hidden happiness ! Arise, strong bow of the young child Eros ! (While the maddening moonlight, the memoried caress Stolen of the scented rose Stirs me and bids each racing pulse ache, ache !) Bend into an agony of art Whose cry i…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 76

Rodin in Rime

LE BAISER NFINITE delicacy in great strength Holds the white girl and draws her into love. All her lithe subtlety, her lovely length, Is sealed in the embrace about, above Her visible life. What mastery of repose, Compulsion of motion lurks for us therein. As we gaze back on Greece, as Nature glows, Simple and sacred, with no thought of sin, Yet born to trouble us, to fascinate. Here we are, back i’ th’ springtime of the earth; God above man; and above God, dire fate. Ancient cosmogony of peace and mirth! Careless, we careless, do invoke thy ri…

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1908 · PDF PAGE 25

Amphora

… clod ! Kindle hope in our despair ! Be His saving mercy spilt Like a fountain on our sin ! Match His Godhead with our guilt ! Light the love of GOD within ! O majestic ! O Divine ! O most merciful and pure ! Let our spirits at Thy shrine Humbled, gladden and endure ! Help the weakness of our sight Blind before Thy radiant face ! Bring us to Thy full delight By the ardour of Thy grace ! Darkling doors and dangerous In the ways of life and death :— Cleanse us ! help us ! succour us By the beatific breath ! M 18

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1908 · PDF PAGE 66

Amphora

…Mary, cleanse Thine acolyte ! Accept this offering of pain ! Receive Thy neophyte’s devotion, Till to Thy peace he rise again, O star of love on sorrow’s ocean ! Amen. B 59

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1909 · PDF PAGE 63

Clouds Without Water

Let me away! Then is it not enough That you have won me to your wickedness? That wehavetouched the strange and sexless love Whose heart is death ? That you and I express The poison of a thousand evil flowers And drain that cup of bitterness, my Lola? That you have killed my safe and sunny hours — A Venus to seduce Savonarola! Why have you taken this most monstrous shape, Imperious malison and hate flung after? You clutch me like a gross lascivious ape, And like a gloating devil’s rings the laughter. O sweet my maid, bethink yourself awhile! Rec…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 109

Ambergris

…den, each burden of snows Extending beyond sunset, beyond dawn ! O Rose, inviolate, utterly withdrawn In the truth :—for this is truth ; Love knows ! Ah ! Rose of the World ! Rose ! Rose !

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1910 · PDF PAGE 61

The World’s Tragedy

…rn a cynic page ; And our lips with laughter curl If she treat you as a girl. CHIRON Brute, get back to wine, and leave us In our flower-love to inweave us. All we know the shameless chorus : “ Fie ! Silenus — Heliorus ! ” HELIORUS I had better right to mock you, Graceless Chiron, with the quip (Girls, come close — the jest will shock you) “ Pine-tree with the drooping tip ! ” CHIRON Oh, you little toad of spite ! Come, and I will set you right. All your years of wantoness Shall not save you — much distress.

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1954 · PDF PAGE 71

Magick Without Tears

…e not too much reminiscent of the old traduttore, traditore. I will revise it, divide it (like Gaul) into Three Parts and send it along. Love is the law, love under will. Fraternally, 666

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1905 · PDF PAGE 196

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…her—but my Queen shall rise.” Bowed head and heating heart, with feet unsure I passed her, trembling, for she was too pure. I could have loved her. No: she was too wise. Her presence was too gracious to endure. ‘‘She did not bid me go and chain me to her,” I cried, comparing. her For One beyond all song 1—my poor heart turned ; Then, *tis no wonder. burned Mightier yet than ever. To renew her Venom from those pure eyes? And yet I yearned. Then, my spirit knew And my passion Still, I stepped onward. Credit me so far ! The harlot had my soul: my …

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1907 · PDF PAGE 11

Collected Works (Vol. III)

…iercer than a mortal fear. Be silent, cowards, leave him here Dead in the Morgue, so waxen pale ! He failed: shall ye not also fail? Ah! love! the strings are little ; The cords are over strong ; The chain of life ts brittle ; And keen the sword of song. Will you not seize in one firm grip Now, as I hold you, lip to lip, The serpent of Event, hold hard Its slipping coils, its writhe retard, And snap its spine? Delicate hands You have: the work is difficult ; Effort that holds and understands May do it: shall our foes exult, The daughters of Phi…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 337

The Equinox (Volume I, Number III)

…h passion flung like a storm of wet rose-leaves on to her mouth—am, am I not?—all those dreams and pale blue shim- mering fantasies that love drew like mists out of the hearts of all her lovers to expire in the stained fervour of an instant’s rapture. “TI am—forgive it to me!—all the lies which floated from her lips as sweetly as caresses, all those lies which fled like arrows barbed with gall into the ravished brains of her adorers. One I sent to America, and another to pick out the green glint of Death’s eye in the lustre of a glass of poison…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 337

The Equinox (Volume I, Number IV)

…h passion flung like a storm of wet rose-leaves on to her mouth—am, am I not?—all those dreams and pale blue shim- mering fantasies that love drew like mists out of the hearts of all her lovers to expire in the stained fervour of an instant’s rapture. “TI am—forgive it to me!—all the lies which floated from her lips as sweetly as caresses, all those lies which fled like arrows barbed with gall into the ravished brains of her adorers. One I sent to America, and another to pick out the green glint of Death’s eye in the lustre of a glass of poison…

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1913 · PDF PAGE 563

The Equinox (Volume I, Number IX)

…are only its instruments, in- struments which sound false in contact with a degraded soul. The wicked can feel nothing, because they can love nothing: in order to love one must be good. Consequently for them everything is empty, and it seems to them that Nature is im- potent, because they are so themselves ; they doubt everything because they know nothing; they blaspheme everything because they taste nothing; they caress in order to degrade; they drink in order to get drunk; they sleep in order to forget; they wake in order to endure mortal bor…

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