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1913 · PDF PAGE 84

Book 4 (Part II)

…the sprinkling of its water not only purifies the Temple, but blesseth them that are without : freely must it be poured ! But let no one know your real purpose, and let no one know the secret of your strength. Remember Samson ! Remember Guy Fawkes ! Of the methods of increasing Understanding those of the Holy Qabalah are perhaps the best, provided that the intellect is thoroughly awake to their absurdity, and never allows itself to be convinced.' Further meditation of certain sorts is useful : not the strict meditation which endeavours to still…

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1928 · PDF PAGE 74

Little Poems in Prose

thee the Lord of Souls, and thou shalt be the master of living matter, more so even than the sculptor can be of his clay, and thou shalt know the pleasure, ceaselessly re-born, of leaving thyself to forget thyself in another, and to draw other souls, until thou dost confound them with thine own.” And I answered him, “Thank you for noth- ing. What should I do with this parcel of be- ings, who doubtless are worth no more than my poor self? Though I have sometimes shame in remembering, I wish to forget nothing. And even if I did not know you, old …

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1906 · PDF PAGE 91

Collected Works (Vol. II)

…ture, pawning youth For some strange guerdon (or its counter- foil) Gainless or not-to-be-gained, priestly or royal, Profane, canaille—I know not, in good sooth ! books, men, strength and I might do this: or else I might repose Wrapped in the urned leaves of my love’s blown rose, Seek her in spirit, and commune, and wait Her freedom and the rapture to enclose In my own house her beauty intimate. I am a fool, tossing a coin with Fate. If. Is love indeed eternal? Otherwise Is evolution an eternal plan? Must I move upward in the stream of Man, God…

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1909 · PDF PAGE 74

Clouds Without Water

…the great Gods of Hell. Ah! surely, dear, Our way is wise, transcending human woe: We are most happy and of great good cheer. What do we know? It matters net. We know, This is enough, that we have slain the Sphinx, Worked out her wizardry, dissolved her doom; And though her wine be death to him that drinks We shall carouse for ever in the tomb. We drank bull’s blood and all our pangs immense Are better than eupeptic innocence.

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1910 · PDF PAGE 68

Ambergris

…g. Clouds drift across the sun for silken bowers. The moon is up—an hastening nymph ! I, dying, Await the Hours. And thou, Persephone, I know thy story, That I must taste the terror of thy wrong : How Hades ride across the promontory, Snatch my pale body in mid over-song, Drag me from sight of my Apollo’s glory With horses strong. Nay ! as Apollo half the day is shrouded, As Artemis twice seven nights is dark ; Surely he shines in other lands unclouded, Surely her shaft shall find another mark. So dawns the day on Acheron ghost-crowded, And on …

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1899 · PDF PAGE 220

Jephthah and Other Mysteries

…he tender breath Of sun and moon and stars that sing To gladden Death. I see your cheek grow pale and cold, Then flush above. Kiss me; I know that I behold The birth of Love.

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1922 · PDF PAGE 208

Diary of a Drug Fiend

…mained an ort of rage, and he told me to give it him, with a greedy snarl. If I had wanted to keep it from him, I shouldn't have let him know I had it. I brought him the stuff, sitting down by his side and lifting his head with one hand while I gave it to him on the back of the other. My heart sank like a stone in deep water. The old familiar attitude, the old familiar act !—and yet how different in every point! The convulsive movements stopped immediately. He sat up almost at once on one elbow. The only sign of distress was that he still breat…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 347

The Equinox (Volume I, Number III)

… of the beginner. There is of course much beyond this elementary study, and the neophyte will find nothing in the book which he does not know; but the book is addressed to those who know nothing. It will supply them with a fine basis for Qabalistic research, ALEISTER CROWLEY. THE PRIESTESS OF Isis, By EDOUARD SCHURE. Translated by F. RoTH- WELL, B.A. W. Rider and Son. 35. 6d. net. Books I and II. I have been trying to read this book for a week, but the rapidly recurring necessity to appear on the stage of “Pan, a comedy,” in the name-part, has …

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1910 · PDF PAGE 347

The Equinox (Volume I, Number IV)

… of the beginner. There is of course much beyond this elementary study, and the neophyte will find nothing in the book which he does not know; but the book is addressed to those who know nothing. It will supply them with a fine basis for Qabalistic research, ALEISTER CROWLEY. THE PRIESTESS OF Isis, By EDOUARD SCHURE. Translated by F. RoTH- WELL, B.A. W. Rider and Son. 35. 6d. net. Books I and II. I have been trying to read this book for a week, but the rapidly recurring necessity to appear on the stage of “Pan, a comedy,” in the name-part, has …

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1907 · PDF PAGE 10

Collected Works (Vol. III)

…ride off at dawn, and we Shall look upon our life again 3; You old, and all your beauty be Broken, and mine a broken brain. Yet we shall know; delighting still In the sole laughter death derides In vain; the indomitable will, Still burning in the spirit, guides Our hearts to truth ; we see, we know How foolish were the things he said, And answer in the afterglow How good it is that we are dead. Will you not come? Or, where the surf Beats on the coral, and the palm Sways slowly in the eternal calm Of spring, I know a mound of turf Good for our l…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 204

The Winged Beetle

…n’t turn. OSSORY. I can’t see him, Thomas. [Turns.] I beg your pardon, Mr. Todd. The fact is, I’m damnably worried over pay-day. I don’t know you very well, but I have a sound business proposition to put before you. I think you might help me. God knows I have tried every one else. Now—— [TODD takes him by the shoulder and whispers in his ear. Why, really, that is good of you—damned good of you ! Why, damme, sir ! you’re a public benefactor. Come, let us arrange the preliminaries—— [They go out, OSSORY clinging tightly to TODD’S arm. Enter MRS. …

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1944 · PDF PAGE 205

The Book of Thoth

…l value of this Eucharist. It is one of the master‐keys to the Gate of Initiation. To realize and to enjoy this fully it is necessary to know, to understand, and to ex‐ perience, the Secret of the Ninth Degree of the O.T.O.

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1907 · PDF PAGE 140

Collected Works (Vol. III)

…The veil of us falling On snow-height and heather, Or hovering and scrawling Strange signs in the «ther. We hear the still voice, and we know him . we come ! We are sightless and dumb. ORPHEUS. More frail than your friends, The clouds borne above, The light of thee blends With the moon and her love. Thy spirit descends As a white-throated dove. Come forth! I invoke thee, O mist, and make me a sharer thereof ! THE MIsT. From valleys of violet My shadow hath kissed, From low-lying islet, A vision of mist, The voice of my pilot Steals soft to insi…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 148

Ambergris

… ! fill it With light of his lyrical bars. His soul shall concentre All space ; he shall enter The beautiful land of the stars. He shall know me eternally wedded To the splendid and subtle of mind ; For thee pious, the arrogant-headed, He shall know they nor seek me nor find. O afloat in me curled ! Cry aloud to the world That I and my kisses are kind ! O lover ! O poet ! O maiden To me in my magical way ! Be thy songs with the wilderness laden ! Thy lyre be adrift and astray :— So to me thou shalt cling ! So to me thou shalt sing Of the beauti…

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1909 · PDF PAGE 136

The Equinox (Volume I, Number I)

… identifica- tion. The authorities even became suspicious: why was I so anxious? How could I say? He was the servant of . . . “T did not know my sweet child’s name! * * * * * “So, while a living man, I made myselfa ghost. IV “Tt may have been one day some ten years later,” con- tinued the old nobleman, “when as I paced uselessly the Street of the Four Winds I was confronted by a stern, grey figure, short, stout, and bearded, but of an indescribable majesty and force. “He laid his hand unhesitatingly upon my shoulder. ‘Unhappy man!’ he cried, ‘t…

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1909 · PDF PAGE 136

The Equinox (Volume I, Number II)

… identifica- tion. The authorities even became suspicious: why was I so anxious? How could I say? He was the servant of . . . “T did not know my sweet child’s name! * * * * * “So, while a living man, I made myselfa ghost. IV “Tt may have been one day some ten years later,” con- tinued the old nobleman, “when as I paced uselessly the Street of the Four Winds I was confronted by a stern, grey figure, short, stout, and bearded, but of an indescribable majesty and force. “He laid his hand unhesitatingly upon my shoulder. ‘Unhappy man!’ he cried, ‘t…

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1938 · PDF PAGE 14

The Heart of the Master

…love. Thus then do I learn how best to make myself fit to fulfil my Life, in the Life of the Master, and offer my blood to His Heart. 0. Know Naught! All ways are lawful to Innocence. Pure folly is the Key to Initiation. Silence breaks into Rapture. Be neither man nor woman, but both in one. Be silent, Babe in the Egg of Blue, that thou mayest grow to bear the Lance and Graal! Wander alone, and sing! In the King's Palace his daughter awaits thee. I. The True Self is the meaning of the True Will: know Thyself through Thy Way! Calculate well the …

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1939 · PDF PAGE 9

Temperance: A Tract for the Times

…” will do for the cop, If you say it quiet and slow, boys. Why the devil should anyone stop, When “truly rural” will do for the cop? I d’know ’f ’t struck you, i’ shtruck me Th’was somethin’ wrong with the pheasant. Say, how would a little drink, maybe— You’know, ’void an’thing ’npleasant? Say, doctor, d’you preschribe it, shee? W’d’y’ think, lil drink, maybe? ’Fence o’ th’ Realm Act, I’m no fool, All tha’, Tha’s ri’, damnation! ’Member, ’m I wazza boy a’ school, A-Thanks, Ol’ top, jus’ trench ration Zhero—overra top’sh my rule— ’Member, ’n I w…

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1954 · PDF PAGE 430

Magick Without Tears

…or details. Vampires, you say, might be a temptation to yourself, or they might sap your energy. Very good. I will tell you the little I know. Listen to Eliphas Levi! He warns us against a type of person, fearless and cold-blooded, who seems to have the power to cast a sudden chill, merely by entering the room, upon the gayest party ever assembled. Tete-a-tete, they shake one's resolution, kill one's enthusiasm, devitalize one's faith and courage. Yes, we all know such people. Mercury, by the way, is the planet responsible. I have examined a co…

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1906 · PDF PAGE 105

Collected Works (Vol. II)

…gates That lead to the Beyond, not human force— Hardly the favour of the gods themsel ves— Shall stead him in that peril. CHORUS. Yet we know Courage may conquer all things. AEETES. Such a man Is greater than the gods ! CHORUS. If only he Know who he is—that all these gods and men And things are but the shadows of himself! AEETES. I cannot give you hope. Await the end. CHORUS. We fear indeed that in the trap Of wiles our king is taken. Lachesis shakes a careless lap And dooms divine awaken ! A desolate and cruel hap In this sad hour is shaken. …

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