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1913 · PDF PAGE 64

The Equinox (Volume I, Number IX)

THE EQUINOX 66. Write, & find ecstasy in writing! Work, & be our bed in working! Thrill with the joy of life & death! Ah! thy death shall be lovely: whoso seeth it shall be glad. Thy death shall be the seal of the promise of our agelong love. Come! lift up thine heart & rejoice! We are one; we are none. 67. Hold! Hold! Bear up in thy rapture; fall not in swoon of the excellent kisses! 68. Harder! Hold up thyself! Lift thine head! breathe not so deep—die! 69. Ah! Ah! What do I feel? Is the word exhausted? 70. There is help & hope in other spells…

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1913 · PDF PAGE 64

The Equinox (Volume I, Number X)

THE EQUINOX 66. Write, & find ecstasy in writing! Work, & be our bed in working! Thrill with the joy of life & death! Ah! thy death shall be lovely: whoso seeth it shall be glad. Thy death shall be the seal of the promise of our agelong love. Come! lift up thine heart & rejoice! We are one; we are none. 67. Hold! Hold! Bear up in thy rapture; fall not in swoon of the excellent kisses! 68. Harder! Hold up thyself! Lift thine head! breathe not so deep—die! 69. Ah! Ah! What do I feel? Is the word exhausted? 70. There is help & hope in other spells…

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1909 · PDF PAGE 23

The Holy Books

…lety therein! 71. But exceed! exceed! 72. Strive ever to more! and if thou art truly mine—and doubt it not, an if thou art ever joyous !—death is the crown of all. 73. Ah! Ah! Death! Death! thou shalt long for death. Death is forbidden, Ο man, unto thee. 74. The length of thy longing shall be the strength of its glory. He that lives long and desires death much is ever the King among the Kings. 75. Aye! listen to the numbers and the words: 76.4638ABK24ALGMOR3 YX24 89RP S TOVAL. What meaneth this, Ο prophet? Thou knowest not; nor shalt thou know …

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1926 · PDF PAGE 22

Liber Al vel Legis

…lety therein! 71. But exceed! exceed! 72. Strive ever to more! and if thou art truly mine—and doubt it not, an if thou art ever joyous !—death is the crown of all. 73. Ah! Ah! Death! Death! thou shalt long for death. Death is forbidden, Ο man, unto thee. 74. The length of thy longing shall be the strength of its glory. He that lives long and desires death much is ever the King among the Kings. 75. Aye! listen to the numbers and the words: 76.4638ABK24ALGMOR3 YX24 89RP S TOVAL. What meaneth this, Ο prophet? Thou knowest not; nor shalt thou know …

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1996 · PDF PAGE 209

The Law is for All

…Master: thou art the Holy Chosen One. 66. Write, & find ecstasy in writing! Work, & be our bed in working! Thrill with the joy of life & death! Ah! thy death shall be lovely: whoso seeth it shall be glad. Thy death shall be the seal of the promise of our agelong love. Come! lift up thine heart & rejoice! We are one; we are none. 67. Hold! Hold! Bear up in thy rapture; fall not in swoon of the excellent kisses! 68. Harder! Hold up thyself! Lift thine head! breathe not so deep—die! 69. Ah! Ah! What do I feel? Is the word exhausted? 70. There is h…

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1913 · PDF PAGE 58

The Book of Lies

KE@AAH MIT MULBERRY TOPS Death is the veil of Life, and Life of Death; for both are Gods. This is that which is written: ‘‘A feast for Life, and a greater feast for Death!” in THE BOOK OF THE LAW. The blood is the life of the individual: offer then blood!

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1910 · PDF PAGE 111

The Scented Garden

Ecstasy stronger than Death. 103 XXVII THE CAMEL RIDER1 The camel-rider swoops across the desert, with his howling Jinn, To wreck and ravage human life ; insufferable Be- dawin !2 But shall he ravish thee from me ? I see the camel check and kneel, Vanquished by dread of the Unknown, appalled by fear of the Unseen ! To Death is Love inpregnable ; to Love seems Death desirable, Fixing the lightning flash of life and making per- mament the scene. The Zahid looks from Life to Death ; The Sufi gath- ers Death from Life ; Thy podex ’twixt thy buttock…

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1947 · PDF PAGE 9

The Last Ritual

death shall be lovely : whoso seeth it shall be glad. Thy death shall be the seal of the promise of our age long love. Come ! lift up thine heart and rejoice ! We are one ; we are none. There is help and hope in other spells. Wisdom says : be strong ! Then canst thou bear more joy. Be not animal ; refine thy rapture ! If thou drink, drink by the eight and ninety rules of art : if thou love, exceed by delicacy ; and if thou do ought joyous, let there be subtlety therein ! But exceed ! exceed ! Strive ever to more ! and if thou art truly mine—and…

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1913 · PDF PAGE 11

The Book of Lies

KE®AAH A THE SABBATH OF THE GOAT O! the heart of N.O.X. the Night of Pan. TIAN: Duality: Energy: Death. Death: Begetting: the supporters of O! To beget is to die; to die is to beget. Cast the Seed into the Field of Night. Life and Death are two names of A. Kill thyself.

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1910 · PDF PAGE 55

Ambergris

…ockery of a thousand saintlier creeds ! Even I, that breathe your perfume, taste your breath, Know, even this hour, ye are not life, but death ! No death ye bring more godlike than desire, When seas roar tempest-lashed, and foam is flung Raging on pitiless crags, and gloomy fire Lurks in the master-cloud ; corpses are swung Helpless and horrible in trough and crest— That death were music, and the lord of rest. No death ye bring as when the storm is rolled, An imminent giant on the sun-ripped snows, Where icy fingers grip the overbold Son of the…

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1898 · PDF PAGE 32

Songs of the Spirit

I said : the height is as the deep, Twin breasts of one white dove ; Death’s face is as the face of Sleep, And Lust is likest Love. And with my blood I forced the door That guards the palaces of sin ; I reached the lake’s cinereous shore ; I passed those groves within. My blood was wasted in her veins, To freshen them, who stood like death, Our Lady of ten thousand Pains With heavy kissing breath. I said : Our Lady is as God, Her hell of pain as heaven above ; Death’s feet, like Sleep’s, with fire are shod, And Lust is likest Love. Our Lady cru…

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1909 · PDF PAGE 14

Handbook of Geomancy

…y Evil | Good | Med. Evil | Good | Evil |Immoral] good Sex of Child 6] Son | Dau. | Dau. | Son | Dau. 5 5 5 Sickness 7 | Health| Health) Death | Health} Health} Long In Perilous| sick | danger Prison 8 | Come | Difficult] Evil Evil Come | Soon |Doubtful} Death out out out Journey 9 |Difficult} Evil | Evil | Evil | Evil | Slow | Evil |Robbed Thing Lost 10 | Part Part Not | Found Not | Found | Not Not found | yielded} found found found | found LW. ee ee ee TRISTITIA " . ws Life, &c. 1 | Evil |Suffie’nt! Evil Med. Evil Med. | Good | Evil Money, &c…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 215

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…ockery of a thousand saintlier creeds ! Even I, that breathe your perfume, taste your breath, Know, even this hour, ye are not life, but death! No death ye bring more godlike than de- sire, When seas roar tempest-lashed, and foam is flung Raging on pitiless crags, and gloomy fire Lurks in the master-cloud; corpses are swung Helpless and horrible in trough and crest— That death were music, and the lord of rest. No death ye bring as when the storm is rolled, An imminent giant on the sun-ripped snows, Where icy fingers grip the overbold Son of the…

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1909 · PDF PAGE 158

The Equinox (Volume I, Number I)

…y Evil | Good | Med. Evil | Good | Evil |Immoral] good Sex of Child 6] Son | Dau. | Dau. | Son | Dau. 5 5 5 Sickness 7 | Health| Health) Death | Health} Health} Long In Perilous| sick | danger Prison 8 | Come | Difficult] Evil Evil Come | Soon |Doubtful} Death out out out Journey 9 |Difficult} Evil | Evil | Evil | Evil | Slow | Evil |Robbed Thing Lost 10 | Part Part Not | Found Not | Found | Not Not found | yielded} found found found | found LW. ee ee ee TRISTITIA " . ws Life, &c. 1 | Evil |Suffie’nt! Evil Med. Evil Med. | Good | Evil Money, &c…

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1909 · PDF PAGE 158

The Equinox (Volume I, Number II)

…y Evil | Good | Med. Evil | Good | Evil |Immoral] good Sex of Child 6] Son | Dau. | Dau. | Son | Dau. 5 5 5 Sickness 7 | Health| Health) Death | Health} Health} Long In Perilous| sick | danger Prison 8 | Come | Difficult] Evil Evil Come | Soon |Doubtful} Death out out out Journey 9 |Difficult} Evil | Evil | Evil | Evil | Slow | Evil |Robbed Thing Lost 10 | Part Part Not | Found Not | Found | Not Not found | yielded} found found found | found LW. ee ee ee TRISTITIA " . ws Life, &c. 1 | Evil |Suffie’nt! Evil Med. Evil Med. | Good | Evil Money, &c…

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1901 · PDF PAGE 128

The Soul of Osiris

…SIRIS. Where icy fingers grip the overbold Son of their secrets, and like springes close On his choked throat and frozen body—Nay ! That death were twilight, and the gate of Day ! No death ye bring as his, that grips the flag In desperate fingers, and with bloody sword Flames up the thundering breach, while bastioned crag, Glacis, and pent-house belch their monstrous horde Of hideous engines shattering—this strife Clears the straight road of Glory and of Life ! Nay : but the hateful death that stings the soul Into rebellion ; the insensate deat…

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1913 · PDF PAGE 235

The Equinox (Volume I, Number IX)

…; Already has the morning fled from me, And the stars call, and they are madly sweet With some lost vision that I know not of: It is not Death ; I think it is not Love. For I have tasted death and love, and these Shall not suffice; for love and death are one; In all the secret star-wrought harmonies, By married death and love is man undone. There is some secret thing I wot not of; It is not death; I know it is not love. So do my songs end here ; the hour is fled, And there are no more roses; I am fain To cease from singing. Wait! the hour is sp…

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1913 · PDF PAGE 235

The Equinox (Volume I, Number X)

…; Already has the morning fled from me, And the stars call, and they are madly sweet With some lost vision that I know not of: It is not Death ; I think it is not Love. For I have tasted death and love, and these Shall not suffice; for love and death are one; In all the secret star-wrought harmonies, By married death and love is man undone. There is some secret thing I wot not of; It is not death; I know it is not love. So do my songs end here ; the hour is fled, And there are no more roses; I am fain To cease from singing. Wait! the hour is sp…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 42

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…pend ; I sought their gulfs and fiery lakes, And sought no happy end. I said: the height is as the deep, Twin breasts of one white dove; Death’s face is as the face of Sleep, And Lust is likest Love. And with my blood I forced the door That guards the palaces of sin ; I reached the lake’s cinereous! shore ; I passed those groves within. My blood was wasted in her veins, To freshen them, who stood like death, Our Lady of ten thousand Pains With heavy kissing breath. I said: Our Lady is as God, Her hell of pain as heaven above; Death’s feet, like…

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1919 · PDF PAGE 286

The Equinox (Volume III, Number I)

…s the brand of lust, In the eyes the blaze of bliss! Life, the pimp of malice, drags Love with rape of fingers rude, Flings to dust-heap death the rags Of its bleeding maidenhood. Therefore, we, the slaves of love, Stand with trembling lips and eyes; There is that shall reach above The soul’s sullied sanctuaries. Blasphemy beneath our touch Turns to prayer’s most awed intent; The profaner’s vilest smutch Is our central sacrament. Triumph, Templars, that are sworn To that vengeance sinister, Vigilant from murk to morn By our rifled sepulchre. De…

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