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1905 · PDF PAGE 53

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…cends to span the curvéd leaves. The lordly stars arise With pity in their eyes So large and clear and wise, And angels yearn toward the world that wonders, wakes, and grieves. Sleep holds the hand of life, And, as a loving wife Moves not for fear the sufferer should wake before his hour, So sleep is deadly calm, And fills with perfect balm The night’s unquiet psalm That wanders all too trembling up, and quivers as a flower. ‘The wise man opens wide His casement, as a bride Flings her bright arms to meet her spouse homeward who hasteneth ; He t…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 117

Collected Works (Vol. III)

…et day, a glowing vigour, male ; And night, a virgin bowed and curled, Stand at the foot; their ardours pale Systole and diastole of the world ! With life impearled (their eyes absorb) They visibly sustain the orb. Then let the tower in seven tiers Rise in its splendour marmorean, Unite the chill divided years In plain perception of the zeon. Cry clear the pean! Its tunes recoil About thy flanks, O Tower of Toil. Below be miners fashioned fair, And all that labour in the sea Sepulchred from the ambient air, A fatal weird of dole to dree. No tim…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 88

Collected Works (Vol. III)

… see that my safety is any the more assured now-—without it. Yes, Mon- sieur de Maladroit, I accept your offer with the best will in the world. BLANCHE. O you despicable coward! I will kill you at the very altar-steps. DENYS, Yours is a wonderful strong family for killing, little one. BLANCHE, Mademoiselle de Malétroit is my name. DENYS. For half-an-hour-—nay ! barely that. [BLANCHE stamps her foot and turns away ansry. Breaks down and kneels in chatr, crying. DENYS follows and stands above her. DENYS. O Blanche! Blanche! Do you not see how eve…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 113

Moonchild

… as instinctive with her as breathing. But her obligation was still fresh in her mind; she was pledged not to communicate with the outer world. She ignored him; she turned and left the garden without so much as a gesture; and he went back to Naples in a black fury against her. "The Wonder-working Serpent" was, therefore, an operation entirely to his taste. Gates thought the line of attack hopeful; he was totally sceptical of Lisa's virtue, or any woman's; and he had lived on women long enough to make his view arguable, within the limits of his …

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1929 · PDF PAGE 107

Moonchild

…from the fact of the intervention of Simon Iff. He knew well that the old Master would not have lifted a finger for anything less than a world-war. Douglas therefore judged that if he could defeat Grey's purpose, it would involve the triumph of his own. Such forces, recoiling upon his head who had evoked them, would shatter him into a thousand fragments. Douglas, still weak from the destruction of his "watcher," was particularly clear on this point! [153] Arthwait was to be the nominal head of the party in all things, and Abdul Bey was to be ur…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 32

Moonchild

…ead foremost, to within a yard of the brink. The men had followed him then; and she knew that she too would follow him to the end of the world. Lost in these meditations, she hardly noticed that the seance was over. The medium had gradually fallen "asleep" again, to wake up in her Number One personality. But as the others rose from the table, Lisa too rose, more or less automatically, with them. The foot of Akbar Pasha caught in the edge of a bearskin; and he stumbled violently. She shot out an arm to save him; but the young magician was quicke…

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1906 · PDF PAGE 68

Collected Works (Vol. II)

…zen abysses. The leopard-coloured paw Strikes, and the cruel jaw Hides me in the glutless maw— Crown of ten blisses ! For all the vision world Is closed on me and curled Into the deep Of my slow soul, and hurled Through lampless lands, and furled, Sharp folds and steep: Till all unite in one, Seven planets in the sun, And I am deeplicr done Into full sleep. MESSALINE. BENEATH the living cross I lie And swoon towards eternity: Prodigious sinewy shapes, and lean And curving limbs of Messaline. The deep arched eyes, the floating mane,— One pierces…

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1906 · PDF PAGE 16

Collected Works (Vol. II)

… From your waste limbs, lest the goddess weep; Fill up the ranks from the babes that sleep Far in the arms of a god of snow. Conquer the world, that her throne may keep _- More of its pride, and its secret woe Flow through all earth as the rivers flow. Which of the gods is like thee, our queen? . Venus Callipyge, nameless, nude, Thou with the knowledge of all indued, Secrets of life and the dreams that mean Loves that are not, as are mortals’, hued All rose and lily, but linger unseen, Passion-flowers purpled, garlands of green ! ‘Who like thys…

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1904 · PDF PAGE 6

Mr. Crowley and The Creeds

…ympatheticist is himself an Agnostic does not excuse him. True, if every one thought as he does there would be no formal religion in the world, but only that individual communion of the consciousness with its self- consciousness which constitutes genuine religion, and should never inflame passion or inspire intolerence, since the non-Ego lies beyond its province. But he knows as well as I do that there are thousands in this country who would gladly see him writhing in eternal torture — that physiological impossibi- lity — for his word “ a casua…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 212

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…hine !° Thine, through Eternity’s swift hour, Eternity, thy shrine— Yea, by the holy lotus-flower, Even mine !4 THE MOUNTAIN CHRIST.? OQ WORLD of moonlight! Visionary vale Of ocean-sleeping mountains! Mighty chasm Within whose wild abyss there chants the pale, The dolorous phantasm Of wrecked white womanhood! The wizard cold Grips the mute valley in his grasp of gold! ! As asserted in the ritual, - It flames both above and beneath the magus, who is thus in a cube of 4 pentagrams and 2 hexagrams, 32 points in all. And 32 is MMMN, the sacred word…

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1944 · PDF PAGE 63

The Book of Thoth

…his desert is the Abyss wherein is the Universe. The Stars are but thistles in that waste. Yet this desert is but one spot accurséd in a world of bliss. Now and again Travellers cross the desert; they come from the Great Sea, and to the Great Sea they go. And as they go they spill water; one day they will irrigate the desert, till it flower. See! Five footprints of a Camel! V.V.V.V.V. (For the classical description of the Abyss, the student should consult Liber 418, The Vision and the Voice, especially the Tenth Æthyr. The Equinox, Vol. I, No.5…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 36

Moonchild

…m you that our road lies through somewhat hilly country. You will have to listen to a lecture on the Fourth Dimension." "Whatever in the world is that?" "I think we had better talk of simpler matters until hunch is over." They began to discuss their private affairs. There was no reason at all why Lisa should not take up her residence with Cyril from that moment. She had merely to telephone her maid to pack, and come along. She offered to do so when Simon Iff said that he thought they ought to leave Paris without a day's delay. But he said: "I d…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 30

Collected Works (Vol. I)

… arms slept daintily Till the sun crept into the midmost sky, And his own curse came back to sleep with him. Through the noon’s haze the world was vast and dim, The streams and trees and air were shimmering With summer heat and earth’s cool vapouring, When, round his limbs entwined, a fiery snake Hissed in his frightened ear the call ‘‘ Awake.” And Zeus arisen strives vainly to release His valiant body from the coils, nor cease lis angry struggles in their cruel hoid. But all implacable, unyielding, cold, Their sinuous pressure on his breast an…

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1939 · PDF PAGE 9

Eight Lectures on Yoga

…acteristic of everything in thought? How did it come to be a thought at all? Only by making a distinction between it and the rest of the world. The first proposition, the type of all propositions, is: S is P. There must be two things—different things—whose relation forms knowledge.

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1905 · PDF PAGE 132

Collected Works (Vol. I)

… sing Dawnwards all night, and at even Year after year, will be true now we are speaking of heaven. Breezes carcss me and creep Over the world to admire it ; sweet air shall sigh me to sleep, Softly my lips shall respire it, Lying half-closed: with a kiss ready for who shall desire it. A VISION UPON USIIBAa [eRe in the wild Caucasian night, The sleepless years Scem to pass by in garments white, Made white with tears, A pageant of intolerable light Across the sombre sphcres, And, mingling with the tumult of the morn, Mecthought a single rose of …

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1905 · PDF PAGE 245

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…spe- rate; And Heaven bridges the great gulf of Tell. Thy life is met with mine, Transmuted, grown divine, Even in this, the evil of the world! What agony is this, The first undying kiss

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1919 · PDF PAGE 298

The Equinox (Volume III, Number I)

…meanest.” Mr. Bishop really believes that this tribal demon designed butterflies, and put the rainbow in the sky as a guarantee that the world would never be destroyed by water. He even thinks that it once was destroyed by water! When any student of nature discovers beauty, or design, or evidence of intelligence, Mr. Bishop falls into a senile rage. He is not content with destroying his fellow- man, with his wife, children, cattle, and so on; Mr. Bishop is not happy unless he is sure that they will all be roasted without cessation or hope. 284

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1919 · PDF PAGE 309

The Equinox (Volume III, Number I)

…xploring underground passages or little known caves.” On Ed- ward VII.’s, “You have a brilliant career before you.” “You are fond of the world.” “You have a great deal of tact and diplomacy.” “You are fond of the good things of this life.” “You are fleeting in your affections, and will have a good many love affairs in your life.” However, “you are eminently domesti- cated.” Sometimes it is rather funny. Literary ability on Conan Doyle’s and Marie Corelli’s birthdays. Poetic talent on that of Ella Wheeler Wilcox!!! Enough has been said to show t…

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1935 · PDF PAGE 13

One Star in Sight

…he letter with all the energy, courage, and ability that he can command. This applies especially to the work of extending the Law in the world, wherein is proof is his being able to write a single line of good poetry, although the greatest poet in soul is unable to express himself without the aid of those three elements of literary composition. 1. This is not in contradiction with the absolute right of every person to do his own true Will. But any True Will is of necessity in harmony with the facts of Existence; and to refuse to accept the Book…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 129

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…No more up into it, but still behind Follow like flame, and lead our love along Into the valleys of the ocean, blind, But seeing all the world awake with song Of many lyres and lutes and reeds of straw, And all the rivers musical that throng In bright assemblage of unchanging law, Like many flute-players ; and seeing this, (That all the mountains looked upon and saw) The sweetness of the savour of a kiss, And all its perfume wafted to the sky. Nay, but no wind will drive our fortalice

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