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1910 · PDF PAGE 69

The Winged Beetle

THE DUELLISTS 59 And yet in a sense you have won—for you played All the beauty and passion and wit of a maid. You are damned : that is great ! you drained life to the lees ! And I—I shall yawn at the end, I’m afraid. When Christ was in hell, Satan came—how he sneered ! “ How’s this for a God ” and he laughed at His beard : “ After Heaven ? and Palestine ? ”—meant to offend. How mild the reply of the Saviour appeared ! “ Between heaven and hell it were easy to choose : These ashes are scarce worth celestial dews. But at least—if you must have it…

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1922 · PDF PAGE 58

Diary of a Drug Fiend

44 The Diary of a Drug Fiend sense of mental exhilaration that goes with boundless freedom. Our grandfathers must have known something about this feeling by living in England before the liberty of the country was destroyed by legislation, or rather the delegation of legislation to petty officialdom. About six months ago I imported some tobacco, rolls of black perique, the best and purest in the world. By-and-by I got tired of cutting it up, and sent it to a tobacconist for the purpose. Oh, dear no, quite impossible without a permit from the Cus…

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1904 · PDF PAGE 60

The Argonauts

…es victorious Fleece-laden, he will rather-—— CHORUS. Wilt thou then Further my ruin, making known this shame? MEDEA. Here is the Argive sense of gratitude. Let me stir up its subtler thought, and show What favours ye may gather afterward From hands and lips ye scorn—not courteously. CHORUS. What? Canst thou save me from this newer doom? MEDEA. I love your leader with no mortal love, But with the whole strength of a sorceress. CHORUS. It seems indeed thy hot will can bewitch Our chaste one with one action impudent.

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1910 · PDF PAGE 464

The Equinox (Volume I, Number III)

…ns stilled, And all the stains and all the scars Left him; so like a child he thrilled With utmost knowledge; all his soul, With perfect sense and sight fulfilled,

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1910 · PDF PAGE 464

The Equinox (Volume I, Number IV)

…ns stilled, And all the stains and all the scars Left him; so like a child he thrilled With utmost knowledge; all his soul, With perfect sense and sight fulfilled,

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1907 · PDF PAGE 65

Konx Om Pax

… every advantage, let us say) moving and reposing. But these are not opposites. Zero and unity are not opposites. Bowley. Yet in another sense any two things are opposites. Bones. That is in Kether again. If you wish to cancel a number, however, zero is no use to you; you need a minus quantity. Bowley. Which (you are no doubt going to say) demands a geo metrical interpretation, and a very conventional one at that. Bones. Yes; even the Ruach can in a sense get rid of the Opposites. How much more then when we observe the matter from the point of …

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1907 · PDF PAGE 177

Collected Works (Vol. III)

…, folded in the bliss ; Unfolded the first fadeless kiss. Then my soul woke, not sundering lips, But winged against the black eclipse Of sense: my soul on wings did poise Her glory in the vast turquoise Of the whole sky : expanded far Beyond the farthest sun or star, Beyond all space, all time. I saw The very limits of the law That hath no bounds: beheld the bliss Of that first wonder of the kiss In its true self: how very love Is God, and hath its substance of Pure light : and how love hath its cause Beyond religions, worlds, and laws; Is in i…

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1898 · PDF PAGE 77

Songs of the Spirit

…is master’s spirit, like a tongue of flame, To touch his lips and ears and eyes and hands With that pale amber that divides the lands Of sense and spirit, and beheld him quail 67

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1902 · PDF PAGE 46

Tannhäuser

…soul ! Tannhauser. And is my soul not slain within me now ? Yet, I do hate her—in these waking hours. But in my sleep she grows upon the sense, A solitary lotus that pales forth In the wide seas of space and separateness. That radiance !—Amber-scented voice of light, Calling my name, ever, ever calling — Venus. Answer that call—and thou art lost indeed ! Wake thou thy spirit in this hateful sleep, Keeping the vision, rise, and spit on her ! Tannhauser. Spit on Thy likeness ? I who love Thee so ? Venus. Yes, yes : obey me ! She will leave thee t…

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1903 · PDF PAGE 75

Alice: An Adultery

…ns : through deep night Her body gleamed self-luminously white With the sweet soul that sundered the quick clay, And all her being was a sense of May ;— Scent conquering colour, soul out-running sight. Not with the Lysian, nor Iacchian dew Of frenzy covered, but with warmer flakes Of Aphrodite shed upon our life, We clung still closer, till the soul ran through Body to body, twined like sunny snakes, Sinlessly knowing we were man and wife. 55

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1903 · PDF PAGE 37

The Star and the Garter

…m desire, caprice from fate, The inmost from the merely mental? Our star, the sun, gives life and light: Let that decay, the aeons drown Sense in stagnation ; death and night Smite the fallen fragments of the crown Of spring: but serves the garter so? What wandering meteor is this Across the archipelago Luminous of our starry bliss ? Let that be lost : the smile disputes The forehead’s temple with the frown, When gravitation’s arrow shoots, And stockings happen to slip down. You are my heart: the central fire Whereby my being burns and moves, T…

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1912 · PDF PAGE 87

Sir Palamedes

…l Vain things all night that they disown Ere day. They call and bawl and squall Hoarse cries; they moan, they groan. A stone Hath better sense! And these among A cabbage-headed god they own, With wandering eye and jabbering tongue. He, rotting in that grimy sewer And charnel-house of death and dung, Shrieks : “ How the air is sweet and pure! Give me the entrails of a frog And I will teach thee! Lo! the lure F 81

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1906 · PDF PAGE 62

Collected Works (Vol. II)

…the hollows ; The hollows are one with the heights In that pallid grave dawn of Apollo’s Confusion of shadows and lights. Unreal save to sense that can sense her That maiden of sunrise refills The air’s grey censer with perfumes intenser The higher the hills. So, vague as a ghost swift faded, Steals dawn, and so sunset may see How her long long locks deep-braided Fall down to her breast and her knee. So night and so sunrise discover No light and no darkness to heed. Night is above her, and brings her no lover ; And day, but no deed. Such a sens…

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1903 · PDF PAGE 44

Alice: An Adultery

…ance, And holy and tuneful like some stately psalm. Her breath was like a grove of myrrh and balm, And all the sight grew dim before the sense Of blind attraction toward ; an influence Not incompatible with her own calm. All the red roses of the world were blended To give the lively colour of her face ; All the white lilies of the sea shone splendid Where the blue veins afforded them a space ; Like to the shapely fragrance of dawn’s shrine She gleamed through mist, enchanting, Erycine. 24

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1905 · PDF PAGE 116

Oracles

…izard wise— The frozen look—the miserable man ! What sudden barb of what detested dart Springs from Apollo’s bowstring to his heart ? On sense-dulled ears what Voice rings the decree ? “ For thee the women burn : the wine is cool : For thee the fresco and the fruit—thou fool ! This night thy soul shall be required of thee ! ” III

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1906 · PDF PAGE 78

Gargoyles

… sneer, The marvellous lust of her, I bring Unto my body bright and clear (Dropped poison in a water spring!) To fill me with the utmost sense Of some divine experience. For who but she, the adulterous queen, Made earth and heaven with all its stars, The storm, the hunger epicene, The raging at invisible bars, The hideous cruelty of the whole?— These are of Kali, O my soul! The sterile force of bronze and gold Bends to my passion, as it grips With feverish claws the metal cold, And burns upon the brazen lips That, parted like a poppy bud, Have …

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1910 · PDF PAGE 235

The Winged Beetle

…ow’st Thou, Satan (ease this woe of mine !) I went not thither futile tears to shed ; But, an old lecher with’s old concubine, To madden sense on the enormous bitch Whose hellish charm pours youth from me like wine ! Whether thou sleep in morning’s sheets (dear witch !) Heavy, obscure, and chill ; or preen thee, vain, In evening’s veils, with gold embroidery rich, Infamous Capital, I love thee ! Drain Whose thieves and whores give me to ease life’s itch Pleasures inscrutable to the profane !

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1907 · PDF PAGE 226

The Star in the West

…er able philosophers , hence it follows that there are an infinite number of parts in each particle of matter which are not perceived by sense . “ ... In proportion , therefore , as the sense is rendered more acute , it per ceives a greater number of parts in the object , that is , the object appears greater , and its figure varies . In other words the Self of the Idealist as the Not - self of the Materialist , is purely maya , i.e. , motion . But a still more important contradiction creeps in here , and curious to say , the very monster Berkel…

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1954 · PDF PAGE 314

Magick Without Tears

THE HOLY GUARDIAN ANGEL 281 of will in any intelligible sense of the word. Their actions in fact are merely re-actions. They are, of course, entirely lacking in the Supernal Triad. There is therefore no question of anything in them which would persist through change. Perhaps it would be better to say that change does not really affect them. Another way to put it would be that they are adjectives, not nouns. They are merely sensible manifestations of the elements to which they are attributed , and to the letters of their name. Now, on the othe: …

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1954 · PDF PAGE 461

Magick Without Tears

…th is one of the bogeys; but far deeper is the root-fear-fear of being alone, of being oneself, of life itself. With this there goes the sense of guilt. The Book of the Law cuts directly at the root of all this calamitous, this infamous tissue of falsehood. What is the meaning of Initiation? It is the Path to the realization of your Self as the sole, the supreme, the absolute of all Truth, Beauty , Purity, Perfection! What is the artistic sense in you? What but the One Channel always open to you through which this Light flows freely to enkindle…

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