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Why Jesus Wept
W H Y JE S US WEPT
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Why Jesus Wept
At 30, Clarendon Square, Leamington, on October 12, 1875 A.D. the wife of Edward Crowley of a son. “ The Times ” JESUS WEPT “ John ” 11.35.
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WHY JESUS WEPT A STUDY OF SOCIETY AND OF THE GRACE OF GOD BY ALEISTER CROWLEY SECOND IMPRESSION SOCIETY FOR THE PROPAGATION OF RELIGIOUS TRUTH BOLESKINE FOYERS INVERNESS 1904
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80 WHY JESUS WEPT Farewell ! A poet begs your alms, Will walk awhile among the palms. An honest love, a loyal kiss, Can show him better worlds than this ; Nor will he come again to yours While he knows champak-stars from sewers.
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6 WHY JESUS WEPT. The courteous eld, the agéd seneschal. On bended knee “ Sir Percy ! ” he doth call To the young boy, and voweth service true. Whereat he started, spurning at the thrall ; But then the orphan truth he inward knew, And on the iron ground his sobbing body threw. It was a weary while before they raised him. Boy as he was, none dare disturb his grief. And for his grief was strong, they loved and praised him For son’s devotion to their dear dead chief. Long, long he wept, nor brought with tears relief. He knew the loss, the old head…
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44 WHY JESUS WEPT. CARRUTHERS, after thinking a moment. Then, come here, behind me ! Quick, if you love him ! MOLLY. I will see him safe. What is this danger ? CARRUTHERS. Danger of your sort. She mounts. Old Tyson comes out into the open. TYSON. Eh, less, wheer off noo ? MOLLY. Father ! Father ! CARRUTHERS. Now. Spurs on the horse. TYSON. What, ye’ll abdooct my darter ? CARRUTHERS. Ha ! Ha ! Ha ! Gallops off.
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WHY JESUS WEPT 29 To have him. Damn them ! Are they cock and hen To make this cackling over their affairs ? Muck ! Muck ! SIR PERCY. I love you so, dear heart, dear love. MOLLY. Oh yes, I love you ! Percy ! SIR PERCY. Molly ! Molly ! MOLLY. Dear boy, how I love you ! SIR PERCY. And I you, sweetheart. MOLLY. Good-bye, then ! SIR PERCY. Good-bye ! Good-bye ! At moonrise. MOLLY. At my door. ANGELA. Better write it down, and then you won’t forget.
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32 WHY JESUS WEPT. ANGELA. I have seen all. Pity me ! Your flattery is a sword in my heart ! SIR PERCY. Seen ? ANGELA. Your love — you call it so ! SIR PERCY. Have you, then — ANGELA. I saw all. Ah me ! Poor Angela ! SIR PERCY. Angela is your name ? ANGELA. My name. SIR PERCY. A lovely name. No doubt your disposition runs parallel. ANGELA. Meets never ? You are no courtier, sir ! SIR PERCY. Do not say ‘ sir ! ’ ANGELA. What shall I say ! Oh leave me ! I am ashamed.
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64 WHY JESUS WEPT. LADY GLENSTRAE. What medicine ? I never take medicine ! SIR PERCY. But you gave it to me — with a needle. LADY GLENSTRAE. Oh, that medicine ! You like it ? SIR PERCY. It is heaven, heaven ! It is called — LADY GLENSTRAE. Morphia. They rest. SCENE XII TWO YEARS LATER Night : The Strand, opposite the Hotel Cecil. A chemist’s shop behind. A grey, old, wizen man staggers into the shop. CHEMIST. This prescription has been made up before, sir. THE MAN. Yes, I want it renewed, quickly, quickly.
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26 WHY JESUS WEPT. Break those young teeth and smash that gaby grin. I am utterly wretched ! Ah, there is aye hope left ! — For see, they part ! SIR PERCY. Ah, love, at moonrise ! MOLLY. At my door ! SIR PERCY. Hell belch Its monsters one by one to stop the way ! I would be there. ANGELA. Christ ! he shall not be there ! MOLLY. Farewell ! SIR PERCY. O fairest, fare thee well ! MOLLY. Farewell ! Angela draws nearer, yet remains concealed. SIR PERCY. O but the moon is laggard ! MOLLY. Hard it is !
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WHY JESUS WEPT 43 Plough with his heifer, learn his riddle. Enter Carruthers, riding madly, crying “ Sir Percy ! Sir Percy ! ” You, sir, what makes your honour here ! Sir Percy ? Who then dares to face him ? CARRUTHERS. Let go my bridle, girl, I save a life. MOLLY. You hunt Sir Percy Percivale ! CARRUTHERS. To save him. MOLLY. God save all honest men from knaves like you ! Stay, though, you are his friend ? CARRUTHERS. His guardian. MOLLY. And I his promised wife. CARRUTHERS. Mad girl, be off ! MOLLY. Ay, strike me, coward !
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WHY JESUS WEPT 27 SIR PERCY. Time matters not. I am so drunk with love. MOLLY. One kiss, one kiss ! SIR PERCY. A million ! Ay, slack moon, Dull moon, haste, haste ! MOLLY. Kiss me again, again ! ANGELA. Would I had the kissing of her with vitriol ! SIR PERCY. Your kisses are like young rain. ANGELA. The slobbery kisses of virginity. He shall soon know these calculated, keen, Intense, important kisses, — mine ! Hell’s worm ! MOLLY. Yes, do not leave me. Let us away now ! No, I must tell them, fetch my —
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28 WHY JESUS WEPT. SIR PERCY. No ! No ! No ! Nothing is necessary unto love, Not even light. In chaos love were well. I love you, love you so, my love, my love. MOLLY. How I love you ! Oh, kiss me again ! SIR PERCY. Yet you were best to go. This bites like Hell’s worst agony. ANGELA. Amen ! MOLLY. God be with you ! SIR PERCY. Till we meet again. MOLLY. At moonrise. SIR PERCY. At your door. ANGELA. At moonset he shall crawl away from mine. The dog ! I hate him ! So much the more sure
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WHY JESUS WEPT 17 SCENE V To CARRUTHERS, in the Office of SIR PERCY’S Ancestral Hall enter GREUMOCH. GREUMOCH. Ay, sir. The laddie’s in the thick o’t ! Weel ! She’ll be off tae th’ muir, a’m thinking, sin’ the dee. CARRUTHERS. He goes to solitude ? GREUMOCH. Weel, weel, sir, na ! She wadna say the laddie wad gang yon. CARRUTHERS, smiling. He is ever alone ? GREUMOCH. Oo ay, sir, by his lanes. CARRUTHERS. Go now, and tell me ever of his doings. Exit Greumoch. The hour is nigh, but when that hour may strike
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WHY JESUS WEPT 45 SCENE VIII Dawn. Outside Castle Baird. To CARRUTHERS, GREUMOCH, MOLLY, and retainers on horseback enter LADY BAIRD and SIR PERCY PER- CIVALE on the battlements. CARRUTHERS. Be a man, Greumoch boy, be a man ! GREUMOCH. Sir, did she’ll no be thinking ye were greeting yersel’, mon, she’ll could find it in her heert to whang ye, whateffer. ANGELA. You are early hunting, gentlemen. Come in ! My steward shall serve somewhat. Sees Molly. Ha ! Ha ! Ha ! You bring a lady, then, Carruthers ! CARRUTHERS. Madam ! Give me that boy ! ANGELA…
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WHY JESUS WEPT 75 SIR HERPES Z. What ? And he a Highlander ? SIR GRABSON J. It seems that was a mere disguise ; his true name was Johann Schmidt. SIR HERPES Z. So ? Why the deception ? SIR GRABSON J. A Jesuit, no doubt ! But about Lady Percivale now ? SIR HERPES Z. Better and better. Old Farmer Tyson, luckily enough, as it turned out, insisted on examination; and no less than twenty-three skilled surgeons — all men of note ! — declared her to be virgo intacta. SIR GRABSON J. Eh ? What ? SIR HERPES Z. You see, Englishmen — ah ! SIR GRABSON J. Er…
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WHY JESUS WEPT 37 ANGELA, aside. O true apothecary ! Thy drugs are — expensive, but well worth the money. (Aloud) Nay ! but I will go. You have shamed me enough. Go ! Go ! SIR PERCY. Nay ! I know better of a sudden. It is you that I love ! He would kiss her. She draws away. ANGELA. False, fickle wretch ! SIR PERCY. I will ! I will ! ANGELA. No ! No ! SIR PERCY. Yes, I was a fool, an ass, a brute. A village girl ! ANGELA. Blood will have blood, they say. SIR PERCY. You are my equal, Angela ! You shall be mine, mine, mine ! ANGELA. If I will not …
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WHY JESUS WEPT 47 I go, as a tooth torn from a jaw. Expect I quell this folly in a little while And come again — to Paris, said you, sweet ? CARRUTHERS. Leave your mad chatter with that ghastly hag ! You fool, the woman is sixty if an hour. SIR PERCY. My answer to my promised bride is this. He kisses her. So, sir ! To you, this to remember by. He shoots Carruthers in the leg. MOLLY. Oh, Percy, Percy, am I not your love ? SIR PERCY. I am sorry, heartily, Miss Tyson. MOLLY. O ! SIR PERCY. I did indeed speak foolishly. ANGELA, aside. Your purse !
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WHY JESUS WEPT 39 SIR PERCY. What of this chaplain ? ANGELA. What of your guardian ? SIR PERCY. Curses of hell ! ANGELA. Hush ! hush ! sweet words must come from such sweet lips. SIR PERCY. What shall I do ? ANGELA. You leave your fate already in my hands ? Nay, but once married, you’ll be master then ! SIR PERCY. Shame, sweetheart ! ANGELA. You have the strength of mind to defy convention : we dine together : we — O love, how dare you look such looks as these ? — At moonset ride you back, and none the wiser. This always : for did we marry, the…
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WHY JESUS WEPT 67 GLENSTRAE. Well enough — a little rheumatic, perhaps. H’m ! ANGELA. And the dear Marchioness ? GLENSTRAE. Oh, very sad — there — there ! She has had to be, ah ! — er — under treatment. ANGELA. Dear, dear, how very sad ! Hullo ! Look here on this picture and on that ! (Molly and Sir Percy are discovered.) GLENSTRAE. Oh ! Ah ! I think I must go on. I have an appoint- ment at the club. SIR PERCY. Yet your lordship walks East. MOLLY. Oh, I am not revengeful. Give me a fiver, my Lord Mar- quis, and we’ll call it square. SIR PERCY. …
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