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1905 · PDF PAGE 59

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…ll his will Upon the expectant dead ; And lights dip down, and shadows fill The dreams that haunt myhead. I sing strange stories of that world No man may ever see ; My lips with strong delight are curled To kiss the sacred knee, And all my soul is dewed and pearled With tears of poetry. The strong mysterious spell is. cast ~ To bind and to release ; To give the devils hope at last, To the unburied peace ; To gladden the reluctant past With silent harmonies. The song grows wilder now and strives All heaven to enchain, As who should grasp a thous…

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1904 · PDF PAGE 32

The Goetia

Divine, and of the Creation of the World. He bringeth forth good Familiars, and under his Government there be 22 Legions of Spirits, partly of the Order of Virtues and partly of the Order of Thrones. His Mark, Seal, or Character is this, unto the which he oweth obedience, and which thou shalt wear in time of action, etc. (21.) Marax.—The Twenty-first Spirit is Marax.' He is a Great Earl and President. He appeareth like a great Bull with a Man’s face. His office is to make Men very knowing in Astronomy, and all other Liberal Sciences; also he ca…

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1904 · PDF PAGE 40

The Goetia

… to give Dignities, and Prelacies, and the Favour of Friends and of Foes. He giveth True Answers of Divinity, and of the Creation of the World. He is very faithful unto the Exorcist, and will not * Or Warrior. * Thus expressed in the Codices. 26

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1907 · PDF PAGE 93

Collected Works (Vol. III)

…inging of his slave Ifath Al Awaz grown eminent. The king: But I, to taste thy lip, My kingdom willingly had spent. Habib: Asylum of the World! My master bade me to present My loveliness to thee, whose brows Like to a Scythian bow are bent. The king accepted him to bear Ilis cup of wine, and was content. Let Al Qahar their praises sing: Three souls, one love, one element.! DANCE a measure Of tiniest whirls! Shake out your treasure Of cinnamon curls ! Tremble with pleasure, O wonder of girls! 1 This poem is very much taboo in Persia, as it iS su…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 110

Collected Works (Vol. I)

… lightnings shriven, And quiet hours are given To him that lingers nigh. Fain would I linger near thee Amid the poppies red, Forget this world, and hear thee As one among the dead ; Amid the daffadillies, Red tulips and white lilies, Where daisies’ tears are shed ; Where larkspur and cornflower Are blue with sunlight’s hour, And all the earth is spread As in a dream before me; While steals divinely o’er me Love’s scented spring to draw me From moods of dreamy dread. O wingéd passion ! traveller Too near to God to see! O lyrical unraveller Of kn…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 170

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…nds these rotten barri- cades, [He picks up his mother’s Bible, tears at, and casts tt into the fire. And swear before the Spirit of the World, In sight of God, this day: I love you still With carnal love and spiritual love ! And I will have you, by the living God, To be my mistress. If I fail in this, Or falter in this counsel of despair, May God’s own curses dog me into hell, And mine own life perpetuate itself Through all the ages of eternity. Amen! Amen! Come, Cora, to my heart ! [He stoops to embrace her. Horror and madness catch him, and …

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1929 · PDF PAGE 68

Moonchild

…inable house!" Lisa had touched the summit of the mountain of hysteria. Her feelings were far beyond all expression; she was living in a world deeper than feeling. She gained the consciousness of her own nature, something far deeper than anything she had ever known, and she expressed its will in words of absolute despair. "I can't leave Cyril Grey." "I'm afraid of him more than all the others," whispered the girl." I loved him too. And when I came to him two days ago, thinking that he still loved me — he laughed — and he had me whipped. Oh come…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 11

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…om-bonds must strain—aye, and must move, And all the body be forgotten quite, And the pure soul flame forth, a deathless dove, Where all worlds end ! If thou art worthy God shall greet thee for a friend. XVII. Iam unworthy. In the House of Pain There are ten thousand shrines. Each one enfolds A lesser, inner, more divine, that holds A sin less palpable and less profane. The inmost is the home of God. Te moulds Infinity, The great within the small, one stainless unity! XVIII. I dare not to the greater sins aspire5 I might—so gross am I—take plea…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 223

Collected Works (Vol. I)

216 CARMEN SAECULARE The temple of their God is broken down ; Yea, Mammon’s shrine is cleansed! The house of her That ‘cowed the world with her malignant frown, And drove the Celt to exile and despair, Is battered now—God’s fire destroys the town ; London admits God’s air. They scorned the God that made them; yea, they said : ‘‘Lords of this globe, the Saxon race, are we. ‘* Europe before us lies, as men lied .; “ Britannia—ho! Britannia rules the sea!” This night thy kingdom shall be finished, Thy soul required of thee. Hail! France ! rebelled…

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1906 · PDF PAGE 136

Collected Works (Vol. II)

…auRYA, startled, looks up and half rises. Then sits again, with a strange sweet smile of innocence and tenderness. CriosDA. [Lower.] The world is borne upon thy breast Even as the rose. 1 The wand of Mercury. * For the foundations of this play the student may consult any modern treatises on Sociology. 130

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1907 · PDF PAGE 151

Collected Works (Vol. III)

… shakes its ocean-bathéd tresses, The bright sun broadens over all the earth. The green leaves fall, fall into his caresses, And all the world’s heart leaps, again ad- dresses Its life, and girds it in the golden girth. Then noon full-fashioned lies upon the steep. The large sun sighs and turns his bridle- rein, Thinks of the ocean, turns his heart to sleep, Laughing no longer, not yet prone to weep, Feeling the prelude of the coming pain. K

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1907 · PDF PAGE 37

Konx Om Pax

THE WAKE WORLD 17 and the din was simply fearful. So to get the noise out of my head, I took the little whip and whipped myself till all my blood poured down over everything, and I saw the whole house like a cataract of foaming blood rushing headlong from the flaming and scintillating Star of Fire that blazed and blazed in the candescent dome, and everything went red before my eyes, and a great flame like a strong wind blew through the House with a noise louder than any thunder could possibly be, so that I couldn’t hold myself hardly, and I took …

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1929 · PDF PAGE 214

Moonchild

…ll. Well, when the People love a burglar, and hate a judge, there's something wrong with the judges." "But what are you doing here, in a world-crisis?" [300] "I'm over here to buy Italy. Bowling bought Belgium, you know, some time back. He was thick with Leopold, but the old man had too much sense to deal. He knew he would be the first to go smash when the war came. But Albert pocketed the good red gold without a second thought; that's partly what the trouble is over. Germany found out about it." "And why buy Italy? To keep Austria busy, I supp…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 193

Moonchild

…t symbols; for it is the final and absolute Union with the creator, and it is also the Pylon of the Temple of Life, even in the material world, for Death is Love. Certainly the wife of Douglas felt the presence of that vile thing evoked from Tartarus. Its chill struck through to her bones. Nothing had so torn her breast as the constant refusal of her husband to allow her to fulfil her human destiny. Even her prostitution, since it was forced upon her by the one man she loved, might be endured — if only — if only — But always the aid of Balloch …

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1913 · PDF PAGE 308

The Equinox (Volume I, Number IX)

…om the communion of the tyrant who wished to impose faith by the sword. It is by charity that so great a crowd of saints have forced the world to accept them as expiation for the crimes com- mitted in the name of religion itself, and the scandals of the profaned sanctuary. It is by charity that St. Vincent de Paul and Fénelon compelled the admiration of even the most impious centuries, and quelled in advance the laughter of the children of Voltaire before the imposing dignity of their virtues. and a worse persecution was threatened. Then St. Ma…

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1913 · PDF PAGE 308

The Equinox (Volume I, Number X)

…om the communion of the tyrant who wished to impose faith by the sword. It is by charity that so great a crowd of saints have forced the world to accept them as expiation for the crimes com- mitted in the name of religion itself, and the scandals of the profaned sanctuary. It is by charity that St. Vincent de Paul and Fénelon compelled the admiration of even the most impious centuries, and quelled in advance the laughter of the children of Voltaire before the imposing dignity of their virtues. and a worse persecution was threatened. Then St. Ma…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 45

Collected Works (Vol. III)

…and fortune can serve you—there, there! I never could bear to see a pretty lass cry. MOLLY. O my lord! JI am the most unhappy girl A the world. GLENSTRAF. Vell me about it—there, there, don’t cry! MOoLLy. *Y was but yestreen s’ennight. GLENSTRAE. A green wound is easiest cured. MOLLy. My lord, yestreen s‘ennight I was wooed and won, and ere the moonrise he deserted me. GLENSTRAE. Dear, dear! That’s bad, bad, bad, There, there, no doubt we shall be able to do something. MOLLY. My father thinks it is worse—oh, far worse! Iam to go away into servi…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 6

The Rites of Eleusis

… is also a philosopher. He studies mankind from outside. He earnestly desires to help humanity. He believes that he has a mission in the world. He is so much in earnest that he has already a large following amongst those who, whilst essentially religious, have no creed. Captain Fuller has written a book upon Crowley and his aims. In this book he not only calls attention to the poems of the writer, but he devotes some hundred odd pages to the new philosophy which is to lead man- kind to happiness and a nobler life. What is this philosophy ? It i…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 224

Moonchild

…came suddenly and terribly ill. After a week, the doctors decided upon a radical remedy-operation. The next day a girl child entered the world, very much alive, despite the irregularity of her entrance. No ordinary child, either. She was a beautifully made baby, with deep blue eyes; and she was born with four teeth, and with hair six inches long, so fair as to be silvery white. Like a tattoo-mark, just over the heart, was a faint blue crescent. Lisa recovered rapidly from her illness, but not too quickly for the amorous Turk; though he was surp…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 57

Collected Works (Vol. III)

ROSA MUNDI AND OTHER LOVE-SONGS 1905 I. Rose of the World ! Red vlory ot the secret heart of Love : Red flame, rose-red, most subily curled Into its own infinite flower, all flowers above ! Its flower in its own perfumed passion, Its faint sweet passion, folded and furled In flower fashion ; And my deep spirit taking its pure part Of that voluptuous heart Of hidden happiness ! 2. Arise, strong bow of the young child Eros ! (While the maddening moonlight, the memoried caress Stolen of the scented rose Stirs me and bids each racing pulse ache, ac…

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