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Page 109 of 1231929 · PDF PAGE 106
…would; but he had a desperate passion for Lisa, and a fanatical hatred of Grey, whom he credited, at the suggestion of Balloch, with the death of his father. He had almost unlimited resources, social and financial; there could hardly have been a better man for the external part of the work. The third commissioner was the brains of the business. He was a man highly skilled in black magic in his own way. He was a lean, cadaverous Protestant-Irishman named Gates, tall, with the scholar's stoop. He possessed real original talent, with now and then …
1905 · PDF PAGE 61
…ts of the tomb, And from hell’s womb Or heaven’s breast bring all the load of fears, Toils of long years, Sorrows of life and agonies of death, Hard caught-up breath, The labouring hands of love, the cheeks of shame, The gloomy flame Of lust, the cruel torment of desire More than hell fire, And bid them fade, as if the bryony Let her flower die, And banished them through space, as if a star Dropped through the far Vault of the sky, and, as a lamp extinct With blood-red tinct, Went out. So lonely in mysterious night A wild, strange light Flicker…
1929 · PDF PAGE 161
…read the knowledge of the Unity of Things, and in these eyes the joy unspeakable which that knowledge gives. Yet they were insatiable as death itself; she could see that every ounce of the man's giant strength was strained toward some new attainment. And now came another of the sons of music[11]. But this man's waves were fiery flames like snakes contorted and terrible. It seemed to Iliel as if all heaven were torn asunder by those pangs. Wave strove with wave, and the battle was eaten up by fresh swords of fire that burst from him as he waved …
1905 · PDF PAGE 174
…oth body clung to mine awhile, Descending lke the thunder - pregnant night. Ominous, black, thy secret cruel smile Lured me. We lay like death; until the light Thy jet smooth body clung to mine awhile ! Thou wast a lion as an angel then, In copper-glowing lands that gnaws the prey He has regotten from the tribes of men. _ We lay like passion all that deadly day—- Thou wast a lion as an angel then ! Great angel of the brazen brows, great lover, Great hater of my body as my soul, To whom I gave my life and love thrice over, Fill me one last cares…
1929 · PDF PAGE 144
…f human history, when the one man in all that cut-throat race who now and then showed gleams of a nobler mind was chosen for torture and death as a final offering to the blood-lust of the fiend. With a sort of hellish laughter, the second conjuration continued the recital; how the demon had brought the corpse of his victim to life, and mocked and profaned his humanity by concealing himself in that man-shape, thence to continue his reign, and extend his empire, under the cloak of hypocrisy. The crimes that had been done openly in the fiend's nam…
1929 · PDF PAGE 27
…eard what happened to the first boat of that excellent college, for Grey suddenly fainted, and they found that he was bleeding slowly to death from a deep wound over the heart. This was the man who was frightened out of his life at the possibility of a chance scratch from an exquisitely clean and polished finger-nail.[41] The Turk could do nothing but bow. "Well, if you insist, Mr. Grey, we can only ask the lady." He did so, and she professed most willing eagerness. The operation was a short one, and the seance recommenced. But in a few minutes…
1929 · PDF PAGE 18
… identity! "Various plans have been proposed to avoid this difficulty; notably the device of the sealed letter to be opened a year after death. Any medium divulging the contents before that date receives the felicitations of her critics. So far no one has succeeded, though success would mean many thousands of
1939 · PDF PAGE 6
…hadow hath sway. Concocted of offal and mire, putrescent with cancer of breath, A knot that unravels to naught, a riddle whose answer is Death? The mind is the reek of the fume of the bodys corruption, the mime Of its magotty moods as it rots from its worm-eaten egg to its slime. The mind hath not even a mist to excuse philosophic pretence Of a substance; at most it distorts some few of the phantoms of sense. Its reason is ever astray, its ignorance straitens its span; It ends in the mystery-night whence its clumsy creation began. It observes,…
1929 · PDF PAGE 185
…is condition was the most hideous and continual torture, agony with no ray of hope, impotence so complete as even to inhibit an issue in death. And she knew, too, that these shapes were born of her own weaknesses; yet, so far from rousing herself to stamp them out in her mind, she gloated upon their monstrosity and misery, took pleasure in their anguish, which was her own, and fed them with the substance of her own personality and will. It was this, a spiritual "Nostalgie de la boue," which grew upon her like a cancer or a gangrene; treacheries…
1905 · PDF PAGE 75
…ng an olive-branch to us. PROPHET. The god has overcome me; I am silent. CHORUS. He lies as one lies dead; none wakens him. Nor life nor death must touch him now: beware! ELEAZAR. Beware now, all ye old wise men, of this. For high things spoken and unjustly heard, Or heard and turned aside, are fruitless words, Or bear a blossom evil and abhorred, Lest God be mocked. Consider well of this. CHORUS. A sword, a sword, to smite our foes withal ! ELEAZAR. A help shall come from desert lands to us. CHORUS. Toward what end? much, But uttermost destruc…
1929 · PDF PAGE 149
…ts; and, after last night, I am afraid that they will abandon the attack altogether. The situation is lamentable." "But they invoked the death-current themselves," objected Brother Onofrio. "How could I tell that they would send for poor old Vesquit, and prepare an operation so formidable that something definite was bound to happen, one way or the other?" "But you failed to deal gently with the young man Gates! " "I know I'm liable to be carried away by a Tarot divination; but he was himself attempting a magical murder. You can't work things ex…
1905 · PDF PAGE 274
…Love of Life which is the Cause of Life, by its masculine Whirlings, and to gladden us and to bring us to the Bosom of the Great Mother, Death. Before what is known as the Equinox of the Gods, a little while ago, there was an initiated Formula which expressed these Ideas to the Wise. As these Formulas are done with, it is of no Consequence if I reveal them. Truth is not eternal, any more than God; and it would be but a poor God that could not and did not alter his Ways at his Pleasure. This Formula was used to open the Vault of the Mystic Mount…
1929 · PDF PAGE 132
… not bring her wholly back to earth; and thirdly, she is Hecate, a thing altogether of Hell, barren, hideous and malicious, the queen of death and evil witchcraft. [187] All these natures are combined in woman. Artemis is unassailable, a being fine and radiant; Hecate is the crone, the woman past all hope of motherhood, her soul black with envy and hatred of happier mortals; the woman in the fullness of life is the sublime Persephone, for whose sake Demeter cursed the fields that they brought forth no more corn, until Hades consented to restore…
1906 · PDF PAGE 31
… her child ? O mother sea, O beautiful, more excellent than earth, How is thy travail understood, except thou give me birth ? O waves of death, O saltness, O sorrow manifold ! I see beneath thy darkness azure; deeper still, the heart of gold. 1 It is not known to whom Crowley refers.
1909 · PDF PAGE 58
…aath, Nj3;1. Cor. XCIII., Linz 10.—Contains the Earth. Cor. XCVI.—Add Daath, 7R}'74. Cot. XCIX.—Add among Archangels :— Azrael, Angel of Death (3). Israfel, of Last Trump (¥).° Cot. C.—Our order of Angelic Choirs is from R. Mosheh ben Maimon. R. Ishmael and the book Pliah prefer :— . Cherubim. Chaioth. Aralim . Seraphim. . Tarshishim. . Auphanim. . Auphanim. to. Taphsarim. And there are many other schemes. aati©GNAVAWN Cor, CII.—Add Daath, *15N. Cor. CIII.—Add Daath, Cerebrum medium, cujus locus est in parte capitis postica. But these have many…
1929 · PDF PAGE 14
… average man; it was he who had saved Professor Briggs, and, incidentally, England when that genius had been accused of and condemned to death for, murder, but was too preoccupied with the theory of his new flying-machine to notice that his fellows were about to hang him. And it was he who had solved a dozen other mysteries of crime, with apparently no other resource than pure capacity to analyse the minds of men. People had consequently begun to revise their opinions of him; they even began to read his books. But the man himself remained unspe…
1907 · PDF PAGE 63
…d forward thrice the old speed :— And then she knew he had died. But closer to him clings she yet, And feeds his corpse with fire, As if death were not to forget And to annul desire. And therefore as the utter space Sped past by hour and hour, She feeds her face upon his face Like a bird upon a flower. ‘* Awake, awake ! for love's own sake! I grow so faint and cold ; I charge thee by the bridal bed, The violet veins, and the lips full red, And the hours of woven gold!” And colder now the bricde’s lips grow And colder and yet colder, Until she l…
1912 · PDF PAGE 5
… Beast as author of Evil, because Free of Will. The Beast, starting up, is slain by him with a poisoned arrow ; but at the moment of Its death It is reborn from the knight’s own belly. xiv, At Rome he meeteth a red robber in a Hat, who speaketh nobly of It as of a king-dove-lamb. He chaseth and slayeth it ; it proves but a child’s toy. xv. In a Tuscan grove he findeth, from the antics of a Satyr, that the Gods still dwell with men, Mistaking orgasm for ecstasy, he is found ridiculous. xvi. Baiting for It with gilded corn in a moonlit vale of Sp…
1905 · PDF PAGE 21
…t, Trees that re-weave their branches lovingly, 3irds that pass passionate on pinions fect : Such quiet joys my eyes in slumber see— Let death’s keen sickle wander through the wheat ! I love not life o’ermuch; since loving thee My dreams arc sweet. Sing, little bird, it is dawn ; Cry ! with the day the woods ring; Now in the blush of the morn Sing ! Love doth enchain me and cling, Love, of the breeze that is born, Love, with the breeze that takes wing. Love that is lighter than scorn, Love, that is strong as a king, Love, through the gate that …
1905 · PDF PAGE 74
…ho shall fathom it? PROPHET. Thy help is from the hills and desert lands. CHORUS. Our help is from the hills: we know the Lord. PROPHET. Death rides most violently against the sun. CHORUS. And who shall bridle him, or turn his way? lor Fate alone of gods, inflexible, wAnd careless of men’s deeds, is firm in heaven. PROPHET. I sec a sword whose hilt is to thy hand. CHORUS, But which of us shall wield the shining blade?