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1910 · PDF PAGE 200

The Winged Beetle

…! I thought her—oh, I dare not say it— I will not think it. [On his knees, clutching at the chair.] My god, what shall I do ! She was my life, my hope, my flower, my star, my sun ! What shall I do ! Help me ! help me ! Who shall console me ? [He continues in silent prayer, sobbing]. [The door opens ; MR. TODD steals into the room on tiptoe, bends over him and whispers in his ear. The expression of anguish falls from his face ; a calm steals over him ; he smiles in beatitude and his pips move in rapture. He rises, shakes TODD by the hand ; they …

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1913 · PDF PAGE 218

The Equinox (Volume I, Number IX)

…ove And mortal Death, and are ye separate still, Even as I and as the unknown Rose? Maybe the Rose is Death, and I am Love, Wed to young Life, and jealous of desire Of Death! Oh, in the cool green colonnades I have lingered late, even till the night’s slow fall, And I have heard the dying voices of day, The market-women’s chatter growing faint In the twilight, and the drovers plodding home With their heavy beasts; and the dark blue sky and the stars Have lingered together there, and stayed with me, So sunset’s hour hath passed before me, slow R…

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1913 · PDF PAGE 218

The Equinox (Volume I, Number X)

…ove And mortal Death, and are ye separate still, Even as I and as the unknown Rose? Maybe the Rose is Death, and I am Love, Wed to young Life, and jealous of desire Of Death! Oh, in the cool green colonnades I have lingered late, even till the night’s slow fall, And I have heard the dying voices of day, The market-women’s chatter growing faint In the twilight, and the drovers plodding home With their heavy beasts; and the dark blue sky and the stars Have lingered together there, and stayed with me, So sunset’s hour hath passed before me, slow R…

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1909 · PDF PAGE 11

The Soldier and the Hunchback ! and ?

… a vast land unexplored ; each gain of power in our telescopes opening out new galaxies ; each improvement in our microscopes showing us life minuter and more incomprehensible. A mystery of the mighty spaces between molecules ; a mystery of the ether-cushions that fend off the stars from collision! A mystery of the fulness of things ; a mystery of the emptiness of things! Yet, as we go, there grows a sense, an instinct, a premonition—what shall I call it ?—that Being is One, and Thought is One, and Law is One—until we ask What is that One? Then…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 244

The Equinox (Volume I, Number III)

…God! I thought her—oh, I dare not say it—I will not think it. [Ox his knees, clutching at the chair] My God, what shall I do? She was my life, my hope, my flower, my star, my sun! What shall I do? Help me! help me! Who shall console me? [He continues in silent prayer, sobbing]. [The door opens ; MR. TODD steals into the room on tiptoe, bends over him and whispers in hisear. The expres- ston of anguish fails from his face; a calm steals over him, he smiles in beatitude and his lips move in vapture. Hevises, shakes tovp by the hand; they go out t…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 244

The Equinox (Volume I, Number IV)

…God! I thought her—oh, I dare not say it—I will not think it. [Ox his knees, clutching at the chair] My God, what shall I do? She was my life, my hope, my flower, my star, my sun! What shall I do? Help me! help me! Who shall console me? [He continues in silent prayer, sobbing]. [The door opens ; MR. TODD steals into the room on tiptoe, bends over him and whispers in hisear. The expres- ston of anguish fails from his face; a calm steals over him, he smiles in beatitude and his lips move in vapture. Hevises, shakes tovp by the hand; they go out t…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 147

The Scented Garden

…ssuaging thy desire. My member reckoneth the orgasms of thy podex, he who began them ; he raiseth himself from the dead, and giveth thee life, like the moon to Musal- la,5 assuaging thy desire. [persian] Zay My member slayeth thy podex with its terrible thrusts, he is the living one ! and he pleadeth for all the joys of thy podex, like Azrael6 for death, as- suaging thy desire. My member is the only one that will fit thy po- dex, and he is the most holy on, as the Beyt Ullah is the most holy among mosques ; he is the sole member, like Arafat7 a…

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1912 · PDF PAGE 113

Mortadello

…Indeed, the most of it—to you, dear friends, to you. I do not hesitate to say that, bar my wife. This is the very proudest day in all my life. [He raises his cup, and drinks. Here’s health to you in turn ! Where is your dancing girl ? You promised I should learn the nature of a pearl ! ALESSANDRO. Ho ! let the girls come in ! [THE MAJOR-DOMO goes out to obey. Ah. Doge her eyes are stars !

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1913 · PDF PAGE 52

Book 4 (Part II)

…ctim wobbles from one to the other (and it is no less wobbling because the movements may occasionally be very violent) and at the end of life the movements cancel each other out. Nothing has been achieved; except the one thing of which the victim is not conscious: the destruction of his own character, the confirming of indecision. Such an one is torn limb from limb by Choronzon. How then is the will to be trained? All these wishes, whims, caprices.

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1913 · PDF PAGE 317

The Equinox (Volume I, Number IX)

…; then man saw her to be so beautiful, and understood her to be so generous, that he refused to survive her, and loved her more than his life, more than his eternal happiness. Happy outlaw, since she has been given to him as companion in his exile! But the children of Cain have revolted against the mother of Abel; they have enslaved their mother. The beauty of woman has become a prey for the brutality of such men as cannot love. Thus woman closed her heart as if it were a secret sanctuary, and said to men unworthy of her: “I am virgin, c2 19

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1913 · PDF PAGE 317

The Equinox (Volume I, Number X)

…; then man saw her to be so beautiful, and understood her to be so generous, that he refused to survive her, and loved her more than his life, more than his eternal happiness. Happy outlaw, since she has been given to him as companion in his exile! But the children of Cain have revolted against the mother of Abel; they have enslaved their mother. The beauty of woman has become a prey for the brutality of such men as cannot love. Thus woman closed her heart as if it were a secret sanctuary, and said to men unworthy of her: “I am virgin, c2 19

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1944 · PDF PAGE 89

The Book of Thoth

nihilation of the self in the Beloved, the condition of progress. In this inferior darkness of death, the serpent of new life begins to stir. In the former Aeon, that of Osiris, the element of Air, which is the nature of that Aeon, is not unsympathetic either to Water or to Fire; compromise was a mark of that period. But now, under a Fiery lord of the Aeon, the watery element, so far as water is below the Abyss, is definitely hostile, unless the opposition is the right opposition implied in marriage. But in this card the only question is of the…

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1913 · PDF PAGE 46

Book 4 (Part II)

…irst and the Last, the One and the Many, since in this Oil they are One. These oils taken together represent therefore the whole Tree of Life. The ten Sephiroth are blended into the perfect gold. This Oil cannot be prepared from crude myrrh, cinnamon, and galangal. The attempt to do so only gives a brown mud with which the oil will not mix. These substances must be themselves refined into pure oils before the final combination. This perfect Oil is most penetrating and subtle. Gradually it will spread itself, a glistening film, over every object…

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1913 · PDF PAGE 178

Book 4 (Part II)

…ny known heat; the lightest of those elements w^hich occur in the solid state in nature; the essential constituent of all known forms of life. It has been treated wnth nitre, whose potassium has the violet flame of Jupiter, the father of all, whose nitrogen is that inert element which by proper combination becomes a constituent of all the most explosive bodies known; and oxygen, the food of fire. This fire is blown upon by the Magician ; this blaze of destruction has been kindled by his word and by his will. Into this Fire he casts the Incense,…

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1913 · PDF PAGE 210

Cambridge Poets 1900–1913

… more myself but some strange battlefield , Whereon they fought against an unseen foe . I saw my mother ; and him whose love had made My life an ecstasy of joy and pain . Between these two an angel stood , all grey , With grey wings softer than a seamew 's breast And eyes all shrouded from the gaze of men . " Lo , this is Death ,” I mused , “ all robed in grey ." And still th' enchanted drowsy stream flowed on, Beating some rhythmic music in my ears Until the sea should silence all at last . Overhead my children slept . And I thought “ What whe…

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1928 · PDF PAGE 120

Little Poems in Prose

… red curls of his tan- gled hair, enkindled as it were a sulphurous aureole of passion. It was easy to guess that he would not waste his life looking for Divinity in clouds, and that he would find it often enough elsewhere. Finally the fourth said, “You know that I hardly ever play in the house, they never take me to the theatre; my governor is too stingy. God takes no trouble over me and my weari- ness, and I have not a pretty nurse to cuddle me. It has often seemed to me that my pleas- ure would be in going always straight in front of me with…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 17

Magick in Theory and Practice (Section 1)

…tion. Let me explain in a few words how it came about that I blazoned the word MAGICK upon the Banner that I hâve borne before me ail my life. Before I touched my teens, I was already aware that I was The Beast whose number is 666. I did not understand in the least — XV

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1961 · PDF PAGE 206

Liber Aleph

…us let thy Star have profit of thy Vehicle, assimilating it, and sustaining it, so that it be healed of its Separation, and this even in Life, but most especially in Death. Also thou oughtest to increase thy Vehicle in Mass by true Growth in Balance, that thou be a Bridegroom comely and wellfavoured, a Man of might, and a Warrior worthy of the Bed of so divine a Dissolution. n

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1902 · PDF PAGE 13

Tannhäuser

…y Greek, and dealing as the Greeks did with the emotions of the soul, has realised the changed and infinitely more complex conditions of life ; our self-appointed spiritual guides notwithstanding, or, rather, withstanding in vain. Consequently it is impossible any more to divine whether virtue or vice (as understood of old) will cause the irreparable catastrophe which is the one element of drama which we may still (in the work of a modern dramatist) await with any degree of confidence. I trust that I may be forgiven for adopting the idea that T…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 335

The Equinox (Volume I, Number III)

…al chamber. All around the vault are hung great blue-black carpets of shadow, and the floor is damp, and wriggling with the spawn of low life. Let us look into the coffin of the beautiful dead woman, look into it as we would have strangers look into our own with the child eyes of fancy and imagination, rather than with the cold and scaly eyes of knowledge. Only to vulgar and brutish eyes is there any horror, for 317

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