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…imple idea that you and your foolish argument are in fact part of me?” “But surely,” replies the Materialist, “you do not doubt that the world exists, that the Evolution of Man exists, that Judas McCabbage exists and is an actual fact.” “Granted they do exist,” sighs the Idealist, “‘so do the reflections of an ape’s face in a looking-glass, yes, they do exist, but not apart from my own mind.” “ Yet the world of a blind man,” says the Mystic, “isa very different place to the world a deaf man lives in, and both these worlds vary considerably from…
1909 · PDF PAGE 306
…imple idea that you and your foolish argument are in fact part of me?” “But surely,” replies the Materialist, “you do not doubt that the world exists, that the Evolution of Man exists, that Judas McCabbage exists and is an actual fact.” “Granted they do exist,” sighs the Idealist, “‘so do the reflections of an ape’s face in a looking-glass, yes, they do exist, but not apart from my own mind.” “ Yet the world of a blind man,” says the Mystic, “isa very different place to the world a deaf man lives in, and both these worlds vary considerably from…
1902 · PDF PAGE 20
PERSONS CONCERNED THE WORLD OF GODS. Isis. Hathoor. THE WORLD OF MEN. Tannhauser. Elizabeth. An Unknown Minstrel. The Landgrave. Wolfram, \ Bertram, fA/ the Court of the Landgrave. Heinrich, ' A Shepherd Boy. Pilgrims, Foresters, Courtiers, etc. THE WORLD OF DEMONS. The Evil and Averse Hathoor, called Venus.
1913 · PDF PAGE 216
… “I bear the mystery of Time, And the secret of Fate?” I know not yet, but surely Thou shalt know of the Rose, the Rose, the Rose o’ the World! With thee shall I bear the chalice of blood-tipped lilies, The chalice of red, sweet lilies under the moon? But now there is no moon, nor any sun ; Only the world’s gray noon is for thee and me; There is no sound in the nerveless silences Of the fading world ; there is no quiver of light On the river of life ; we are unwed, my Rose, Nor knoweth each the other; we are undone, My Rose, my secret Rose, my …
1913 · PDF PAGE 216
… “I bear the mystery of Time, And the secret of Fate?” I know not yet, but surely Thou shalt know of the Rose, the Rose, the Rose o’ the World! With thee shall I bear the chalice of blood-tipped lilies, The chalice of red, sweet lilies under the moon? But now there is no moon, nor any sun ; Only the world’s gray noon is for thee and me; There is no sound in the nerveless silences Of the fading world ; there is no quiver of light On the river of life ; we are unwed, my Rose, Nor knoweth each the other; we are undone, My Rose, my secret Rose, my …
1913 · PDF PAGE 586
…circle; then the seven planetary signs, with the indication of their repetition signified by the three colours, to symbolize the natural world, the human world and the divine world, whose 288
1913 · PDF PAGE 586
…circle; then the seven planetary signs, with the indication of their repetition signified by the three colours, to symbolize the natural world, the human world and the divine world, whose 288
1910 · PDF PAGE 99
46 THE WORLD’S TRAGEDY. Ah ! my pan, if blood suffice, Crush the world as in a vice ! IST NYMPH King of kings, the world shall bleed In the vilest vice of vices. 2ND NYMPH While the riddle thou hast ree’d Mocks them with its “ Blood suffices ”. ALEXANDER Know ye, bright ones, who I am ? I have slain a thing adored At this altar to its Lord, As a butcher kills a lamb. IST NYMPH That shall be — thou rightly fearest — Till the Balance weigh the Ram. 2ND NYMPH Men shall even slay their dearest For the sake of that slain lamb.
1909 · PDF PAGE 307
… is,” continues the Mystic, “ both of you have been talking foolishness through your material and idealistic hats. For: “In the Material World Matter is Existence. “Tn the Sensible World Sense is Existence. “In the Spiritual World Spirit is Existence. “And though in the Sensible World a cow or an angel exists solely as an idea to us, this does not preclude the possibility of a cow existing as beef in the Material World, or an angel as a spirit in the Spiritual World.” “The fact is,” interrupts the Sceptic, “I doubt all three of you; for from th…
1909 · PDF PAGE 307
… is,” continues the Mystic, “ both of you have been talking foolishness through your material and idealistic hats. For: “In the Material World Matter is Existence. “Tn the Sensible World Sense is Existence. “In the Spiritual World Spirit is Existence. “And though in the Sensible World a cow or an angel exists solely as an idea to us, this does not preclude the possibility of a cow existing as beef in the Material World, or an angel as a spirit in the Spiritual World.” “The fact is,” interrupts the Sceptic, “I doubt all three of you; for from th…
1907 · PDF PAGE 43
THE WAKE WORLD 23 more beautiful than anything, and along it my own dear lover passes to my bridal chamber. Then there are the three ways to the Holy House of the old King, the way by which he is joined with the new Fairy Prince, where dwells a moonlike virgin with an open book, and always, always reads beautiful words therein, smiling mysteriously through her shining veil, woven of sweet thoughts and pure kisses. And there is the way by which I always go to the King, my Father, and that passage is built of thunder and lightning; but there is a…
1911 · PDF PAGE 159
… : I hear the mystery 01 Time, And the secret of Fate? I know not yet, but surely Thou shalt know of the Rose, the Rose, the Rose of the world ; With thee shall I bear the chalice of blood-tipped lilies, The chalice of red, sweet lilies under the moon ? But now there is no moon, nor any sun; The world's gray noon only is for thee and me; There is no sound in the nerveless silences Of the fading world; there is a quiver of light On the river of life; we are unwed, my Rose, Nor knoweth each the other ; we are undone, My Rose, my secret Rose, my u…
1911 · PDF PAGE 159
… : I hear the mystery 01 Time, And the secret of Fate? I know not yet, but surely Thou shalt know of the Rose, the Rose, the Rose of the world ; With thee shall I bear the chalice of blood-tipped lilies, The chalice of red, sweet lilies under the moon ? But now there is no moon, nor any sun; The world's gray noon only is for thee and me; There is no sound in the nerveless silences Of the fading world; there is a quiver of light On the river of life; we are unwed, my Rose, Nor knoweth each the other ; we are undone, My Rose, my secret Rose, my u…
1911 · PDF PAGE 158
… my hope is fled. Gray dreams, gray dreams, and the day is tired and dead The bitter aftermath of Summer brings Time’s memory back to the world: there are no stings, In the world’s pain, but only bitterness Of the memory of Time; no sore distress, Save for the thought of Summer waned and dead, And faded with the gold skies overhead, And the young green beneath ; ah ! secret Rose, Here in the heart of the woods I pluck thee forth, Fraught with the swell of Summer, crimson—bright ! And for the world under the stars to—night— It shall be thine, and…
1911 · PDF PAGE 158
… my hope is fled. Gray dreams, gray dreams, and the day is tired and dead The bitter aftermath of Summer brings Time’s memory back to the world: there are no stings, In the world’s pain, but only bitterness Of the memory of Time; no sore distress, Save for the thought of Summer waned and dead, And faded with the gold skies overhead, And the young green beneath ; ah ! secret Rose, Here in the heart of the woods I pluck thee forth, Fraught with the swell of Summer, crimson—bright ! And for the world under the stars to—night— It shall be thine, and…
1913 · PDF PAGE 215
…y hope is fled. Gray dreams! gray dreams! and the day is tired and dead. The bitter aftermath of summer brings Time’s memory back to the world: there are no stings In the world’s pain, but only bitterness Of the memory of Time; no sore distress, Save for the thought of Summer waned and dead, And faded with the gold skies overhead, And the young green beneath; ah! secret Rose! Here from the heart of the woods I pluck thee forth, Fragrant with the smell of summer, crimson-bright! And, for the world under the stars to-night, It shall be thine, and…
1913 · PDF PAGE 215
…y hope is fled. Gray dreams! gray dreams! and the day is tired and dead. The bitter aftermath of summer brings Time’s memory back to the world: there are no stings In the world’s pain, but only bitterness Of the memory of Time; no sore distress, Save for the thought of Summer waned and dead, And faded with the gold skies overhead, And the young green beneath; ah! secret Rose! Here from the heart of the woods I pluck thee forth, Fragrant with the smell of summer, crimson-bright! And, for the world under the stars to-night, It shall be thine, and…
1910 · PDF PAGE 334
316 THE EQUINOX Your eyes His stars—come, let our Venus lash Our bodies with the whips of Her desire. Your bed’s the world, your body the world-ash, Adela! Shall I give the word to the man of the gondola? ALEISTER CROWLEY.
1910 · PDF PAGE 334
316 THE EQUINOX Your eyes His stars—come, let our Venus lash Our bodies with the whips of Her desire. Your bed’s the world, your body the world-ash, Adela! Shall I give the word to the man of the gondola? ALEISTER CROWLEY.
1910 · PDF PAGE 35
I.NSIT N.ATURAE R.EGINA I.SIS And still there was silence, and the voice of the world swept by me, Making in mine ears the noise of tumbling waters; But two voices I heard, and they spake one to the other: “Who stands with downcast eyes in the temple of our Lady?” And the answer: “ A wanderer from the world who hath sought the halls of silence; Yet knoweth he not the Bride of the Darkness, Her of the sable wings, and eyes of terrible blindness That see through the worlds and find nothing and nothing, Who would smite the worlds to peace, save th…