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…the A A 1. Let him greet the Sun at dawn, facing East, giving the sign of his grade. And let him say in a loud voice: Hail unto Thee who art Ra in Thy rising, even unto Thee who art Ra in Thy strength, who travellest over the Heavens in Thy bark at the Uprising of the Sun. Tahuti standeth in His splendour at the prow, and Ra- Hoor abideth at the helm. Hail unto Thee from the Abodes of Night l 2. Also at Noon, let him greet the Sun, facing South, giving the sign of his grade. And let him say in a loud vome: Hail unto Thee who art Ahathoor in Thy…
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… Nu! A devouring fire is thy soul, and the corpses of the dead are enkindled at thy breathe [Returns to his throne. VENUS. Brother Libra, art thou silent? [A pausa. Brother Libra, where art thou? LIBRA, still hidden, recz'fesfwm Swinöume's "Atalanta," We have seen thee, O Love, thou art fair; thou art goodly, Ο Love; Thy wings make light in the air as the wings ofa dove, etc. . . . Famine, and blighting of corn, When thy time was come to be born. [LIBRA appears and confront: her. All these we know of; but thee Who shall discern or declare? etc. …
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THE EQUINOX giving the sign of his grade. And let him say in a loud voice: Hail unto Thee, who art Tum in Thy setting, even unto Thee who art Tum in Thy joy, who travellest over the Heavens in Thy bark at the Down-going of the Sun. Tahuti standeth in His splendour at the prow, and Ra- Hoor abideth at the helm. Hail unto Thee from the Abodes of Day! 4. Lastly, at Midnight, let him greet the Sun, facing North, giving the sign of his grade. And let him say in a loud voice : Hail unto Thee who art Khephra in Thy hiding, even unto Thee who art Kheph…
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…MERCURY Iam the image of my Father Trnu, Lord of the City of the Sun ! The God who commands is in my mouth; The God of Wisdom is in my heart: My tongue is the sanctuary of Truth : And a God sitteth upon my lips! My word is accomplished each day, and the desire of my heart realises itself, like that of Ptah when he creates his works. I am Eternal; therefore everything acts according-to my designs, and everything obeys my words. Therefore I say unto Thee: come forth unto me from thine abode in the Silence, unutterable Wisdom, All—light, All—power…
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…tic. Love is my balancing-pole." She threw her arm round his neck, and her mouth shuddered on his in a long, deliberate, skilful kiss. “ Art?" sighed he, fallen back half fainting in his seat. “Art concealed;” she glowed, radiant, intoxicated with her own enthusiasm. “ Yes,” he agreed, " consummate art ! ᾽᾽ [18
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PART II CENTRUM IN CENTRI TRIGONO I. SPHINX L HERMANUBIS Ι. TYPHON I. TYPHON. Hail unto thee, thou great god Hermanubis! Art thou not the messenger of Jupiter? HERMANUBIS. Hail unto thee, thou great god Typhon ! Art thou not the executor of his vengeance? TYPHON. Brother Hermanubis, what is the hour? HERMANUBIS. Noon. Brother Typhon, what is the place? TYPHON. The summit of Olympus Brother Hermanubis, what is thy position? HERMANUBIS. Upon the rim of the Wheel. And thine? TYPHON. Upon the rim of the Wheel. HERMANUBIS. Let us seek the centre of …
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…y, the skies no more are blue, And grayness reigning solitary makes music Drearily through the wind-harp. The dripping rain Soddens the earth, and the stones lie thick and wet Among the leaves ; and the trees wave naked arms In despair to the sky. The light is quickly dying, And there is no more day; the dull red sun— A sore and aching eye in a face of gray—— Droops down to slumber. All the world is dead. Rose! Rose! Where art thou? O my Rose, my Rose! My secret Rose, art lost among the gray? There is no voice in the silence ; in the woods The …
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… PNEVMATICI SVB FIGVRA CCCLXX o. Gnarled Oak of God! In thy branches is the lightning nested! Above thee hangs the Eyeless Hawk. 1. Thou art blasted and black! Supremely solitary in that heath of scrub. 2. Up! The ruddy clouds hang over thee! It is the storm. 3. There is a flaming gash in the sky. 4. Up. 5. Thou art tossed about in the grip of the storm for an æon and an aeon and an æon. But thou givest not thy sap; thou fallest not. 6. Only in the end shalt thou give up thy sap when the great God F. I. A. T. is enthroned on the day of Be—with-U…
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THE RITES OF ELEUSIS ARIES. [To BESZ.] But who art thou, brother? [BEsz begins to stammer. LEO. Who art thou? [They threaten him with their spears. BESZ crunches in terror and lunb: toward West,] SATAN-TVPHON. I would have speech with my brother the Sun. ARIES. It is well. LEO. It is not well. There is danger herein to my Lord. [He hers the way. ARIES. Speech cannot harm our Lord. LEO. Brother, if thou be indeed our brother, what wilt thou say? SATAN-TYPHON. Ο Sun, my brother, is it thy will that 1 have speech with thee? For I lay with thee nin…
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…r 5/?!שלפשenter, ereet. SCORPIO-APOPHIS. Children, array yourselves before me, and worship at my feet. ARIES. Our Lord is slain. And who art thou that hast assumed His Throne? LEO. Our Lord is slain. And who art thou that hast assumed His Throne? SCORPIO-APOPHIS. I am the Mother of the Gods and the Sister of Time and the Daughter of Space. I am Nature that holdeth sway when the effort of man is exhausted. . . . . , . Brother Leo, I am the goddess that cometh forth riding upon the Lion. Behold ! I strike thee with my wand, and inspire thee. I co…
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… a snake or a sun In his horoscope Heaven hath cast, It is nothing; every one Shall win to the moon at last, The mage has wrought by his art A billion shapes in the sun. Look through to the heart of his heart, And the many are shapes of one! An end to the art of the mage, And the cold grey blank of the prison An end to the adamant age! The ambrosial moon is arisen. I have bought a lily-white goat For the price ofa crown of thorns, A collar of gold for its throat, A scarlet bow for its horns; I have bought a, lark in the lift For the price of a …
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THREE POEMS FOR JANE CHERON Then—even then—we are here, Jeanne! We love—we shall die, sweet heart, take cheer, Jeanne I We are bound to a fate that brings release; We move in a moi] that must one day cease; We shall win to the everlasting peace, Jeanne! And how things are, and why, and whence Are puzzles for fools that lack the sense Of cows—enough of the future tense, Jeanne! For the end of love and the end of art Is just—my ear against your heart! ALEISTER CROWLEY. 51
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…when my hood is spread over thy skull, when my might is more than the penned Indus, and resistless as the Giant Glacier. 34. For as thou art before a lewd woman in Thy naked- ness in the bazar, sucked up by her slyness and smiles, so art thou wholly and no more in part before the symbol of the beloved, though it be but a Pisacha or a Yantra or a Deva. 35. And in all shalt thou create the Infinite Bliss, and the next link of the Infinite Chain. 36. This chain reaches from Eternity to Eternity, ever in triangles—is not my symbol a triangleP—ever in…
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THE EQUINOX “Art,” said he, " and do not imagine that Art or anything else is other than High Magic I—is a system of holy hieroglyph. The artist, the initiate, thus frames his mysteries. The rest of the world scoff, or seek to understand, or pretend to under- stand; some few obtain the truth. The technical ability of the artist is the lucidity of his language ; it has nothing to do with the degree of his illumination. Bougereau is better technically than Manet; he explains more clearly what he sees. But what does he see? He is the priest oia fa…
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…STORAL TO RA YMOND RADCL YFFE “ Hey diddle diddle! the cat and the fiddle ! The cow jumped over the moon‘” I LAID mine ear against your heart, Jeanne I A masterpiece of nature turned A masterpiece of art, With your blanched Egyptian beauty foiled By the hungry eyes, and the red mouth soiled By the honey of mine that your greed has spoiled, Jeanne The body a corpse and the soul inurned ! Against your heart I laid mine ear, Jeanne! And the clock went ticking, ticking. How could I choose but hear, Jeanne ? Ah me I what thoughts came pricking Like s…
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…nt indigo, Shot with some violet ray ; And all the vision flames across the horizon The millionth of no time—and when we say: Hail !—Thou art gone! The Moon is dark beside thy crown ; the Sun Seems a pale image of thy body bare; And for thine hair Flash comets lustrous with the dewfall rare Of tears of that most memorable One, The radiant Queen, the veiléd Paphiani The wings of light divine Beneath thy body shine ; The invisible Rayed with some tangible flame, Seeking to formulate a name,
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44 THE EQUINOX Things beyond history and art In the tresses that tumble over her earl In what grim gloom did Satan get This child on what wood—nymph dishevelled? Whence was the wind that swayed the woods On their bestial beatitudes? Or what garden of rose and violet Lay under the moon wherein they revelled? She is like a poppy-petal. All the seas of sleep are hidden Under the languorous eyelids, whose Lashes are long and strong to bruise My heart where her lusts like hornets settle On sacred leaves, on flowers forbidden. She is like a drug of wo…
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…ng to say, Jeanne, No flame of words from maddening blood, But complacent chewing of the cud. I dared not whisper the sudden fear Of my heart in your miracle of an ear, Jeanne! I tightened my lips, and my hand on yours; So that you might think I loved you more. But now in the midnight the thought endures, And the love—ah what is the dream we adore? Suppose the infinite peace of the heart, Jeanne, The crest and crown of labour and art, Of the mystic quest, of the toil of the saint, The mount on whose slopes the strongest faint, Jeanne I Suppose th…
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THE RITES OF ELEUSIS And of the Ether, Of the Earth, And under the Earth, On dry land, And in the Water, Of whirling Air, And of rushing Fire, And every spell and scourge of God, may be obedient unto Me! [A pause. [MERCURYgoes to his throne. FR. GEMINI. 1. Brother Virgo, didst thou hear the Voice? VIRGO. Ay, Brother. FR. GEMINI. Tell me, Brother, is not Mercury a great God .< VIRGO. Indeed, Son of Maia, the greatest of all Gods that tread upon the Milky Way. FR. GEMINI. It is so. SOR. GEMINI. Yet, Brother, there is the Sun-God! VIRGO. Is not Me…
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THE RITE OF VENUS VENUS. Brother Taurus, art thou faithful, thou alone? TAURUS. [Sedaelivelyyet innita/ly.] Knowest thou not me ? VENUS. Yea, my beloved, Lord of all my doves. TAURUS. Venus, our Lady! VENUS. Come unto me! [She half rises and aii/aws him ta hei/. TAURUS. Within the veil? VENUS. There is no veil before my Shrine! [She anfastens his mbe. As it falls he leafs up with Με Cadmeia, as MERCURY, and (!?₪/!15125 her beneath hisfeeL] TAURUS. In the Beginning was the Word; and the Word was with God; and the Word was God! [All eomeferwam’; …