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Page 123 of 2031912 · PDF PAGE 156
…unto my voice! I have talked of you, and I move you in power and presence, whose works shall be a song of honour, and the praise of your God in your Creation 1 [Invokes : bitom; the whole tablet of Fire, The Angle of Δ of Δ The Lord of the Flame and the Lightning, the King of the Spirits of Fire] TH E SEVENTH KEY RA-ASA isalamanu para-di—zoda oe—cari—mi aao iala—pire- gahe Qui—inu Enaibutamonu od inoasa m' pa-ra-diala, Casa— remeji ujeare cahirelanu, od zodonace lucifatianu, caresa ta vavale-zodirenu tol—hami. Soba lonudohe od nuame cahisa ta D…
1912 · PDF PAGE 156
…unto my voice! I have talked of you, and I move you in power and presence, whose works shall be a song of honour, and the praise of your God in your Creation 1 [Invokes : bitom; the whole tablet of Fire, The Angle of Δ of Δ The Lord of the Flame and the Lightning, the King of the Spirits of Fire] TH E SEVENTH KEY RA-ASA isalamanu para-di—zoda oe—cari—mi aao iala—pire- gahe Qui—inu Enaibutamonu od inoasa m' pa-ra-diala, Casa— remeji ujeare cahirelanu, od zodonace lucifatianu, caresa ta vavale-zodirenu tol—hami. Soba lonudohe od nuame cahisa ta D…
1913 · PDF PAGE 94
…hree supernals. To what cupboard did she go? Even to the most secret caverns of the Universe. And who is this dog? Is it not the name of God spelt Qabal- istically backwards? And what is this bone? This bone is the Wand, the holy Lingam ! The complete interpretation of the rune is now open. This rime is the legend of the murder of Osiris by Typhon. The limbs of Osiris were scattered in the Nile. Isis sought them in every corner of the Universe, and she found all except his sacred lingam, which was not found until quite recently {vide Fuller, "T…
1926 · PDF PAGE 15
…hese are dead, these fellows ; they feel not. We are not for the poor and for the sad: the lords of the earth are our kinsfolk. 19. Is a God to live in a dog? No! but the highest are of us. They shall rejoice, our chosen: who sorroweth is not of us. 20. Beauty and strength, leaping laughter and delicious languor, force and fire, are of us. 21. We have nothing with the outcast and the unfit: let them die in their misery. For they feel not. Compassion is the vice of kings: stamp down the wretched and the weak: this is the law of the strong: this is…
1929 · PDF PAGE 36
…conscious artistic self of him was therefore bitterly antagonistic to Christianity. Not only is Satan the hero, but the triumphant hero. God's threats have not "come off". It is the forces of evil, so called, that manifest in strength and beauty of form. The glories of the saints are tinsel. It is impossible to draw goodness with character. On the Christian theory, goodness is, in fact, nothing but absence of character, for it implies complete submission to God. Satan's original fault is not pride; that is secondary. It springs from the conscio…
1919 · PDF PAGE 154
…there remains, back of all, the Will. The Will to Be. The Will to Be Nothing, which is the only state inconceivable to the mind. The old God willed to be some- thing, and the Universe appeared, The New God wills to be Nothing and be- reflection of which was caught by the body. So joyful it became that it whirled round in a mad dance, and was filled with music. It was stifled by the confines of the room; but “I” was Free, so it couldn’t matter much. (This is the second experience of rhythm filling the body, and causing it to whirl and dance in o…
1912 · PDF PAGE 330
…הלאmn" [Vide no. 572] Terror, a name of Geburah?דהפ A duke of Edom. [Vide?המבילהא also Ezekiel xxiii.] The sons of (the merciful)ינב ?לא GOD Incense?הנובל A disc, round shield?]גמ Possession?הלהב Arducus, busy; an nrrny?אבצ Corpse?הפוג The valley of vision?תדהש To extinguish?ךעד Destruction [Ps. L zo]?יפד A shore?ףוח A window?]רלה A drop?חפט Children?ם`רלי 92 93 94
1912 · PDF PAGE 330
…הלאmn" [Vide no. 572] Terror, a name of Geburah?דהפ A duke of Edom. [Vide?המבילהא also Ezekiel xxiii.] The sons of (the merciful)ינב ?לא GOD Incense?הנובל A disc, round shield?]גמ Possession?הלהב Arducus, busy; an nrrny?אבצ Corpse?הפוג The valley of vision?תדהש To extinguish?ךעד Destruction [Ps. L zo]?יפד A shore?ףוח A window?]רלה A drop?חפט Children?ם`רלי 92 93 94
1907 · PDF PAGE 122
…asp of Rodin’s magical mind love- witted, See all creation fade; abide, one kiss. Then to my own soul’s bow this shaft be fitted ; Thank God for all, seeing that all is this ! RESURRECTION. FRomM youth and love to sorrow is one stride. So to the thinker; to the lover’s self Rather it glides or swoons ; the idle elf That plucks a rose, scatters its petals wide, Is like the wind, is like the moon-wrought tide, Is most like life: so soft to man, so hard To the all-gathering brain of a great bard| Christ answered: Peace to man amid the strife | I a…
1907 · PDF PAGE 104
84 KONX OM PAX For you in heaven shall bloom and burgeon, And I in hell shall bowl and groan. Ahl God is an unskilful surgeon; We both shall weep to be alone! For we are one and may not part; And though we hurt, we love, believe mel Nor would I in my inmost heart 0f one of all your stabs bereave me. No man can hurt the indifferent stranger, No woman wound the casual friend. There is a glory born of danger; What anger gat, desire may end. Give me the phrenzy of your lip! My heart accepts your usurpature. Your body leaps beneath the whip; Our pai…
1907 · PDF PAGE 115
108 THE STAR IN THE WEST O Nature ! Self -begotten ! Spouse of God , The Glory of thy Countenance unveiled ! Thy face , O mother ! Splendour of the Gods ! Behold ! amid the glory of her hair And light shed over from the crown thereof, Wonderful eyes less passionate than Peace That wept ! That wept ! O mystery of Love ! Clasping my hands upon the scarlet rose That flamed upon my bosom , the keen thorns Pierced me and slew ! My spirit was withdrawn Into Her godhead , and my soul made One With the Great Sorrow of the Universe, The Love of Isis ! T…
1907 · PDF PAGE 327
…to the nothing , which is all things The ground of being , where self - forgetful silence , To emptiness , -emptiness fulness , -fulness God , Till we touch Him , and , like a snow - flake , melt Upon his light - sphere's keen circumference ! The Saint's Tragedy . i Rosa Mundi , vol . iii, p . 52 .
1909 · PDF PAGE 72
…teeth dropt out, your fair flesh fallen away, The Crown of Venus on your itching brow, The coppery flush, the leprous scurf of grey? The god that rots the Ifving flesh of man Fills up your mouth — one ulcer — with his groans And all our blessings choke and turn to ban The beast that gnaws the marrow of our bones. Caught in corrupt caresses of disease, Shali we dispute us with his fervour, fain To woo with sores your turbid arteries And kiss black ulcers in your spotted brain? We married close, my Lola, with a kiss ; -—— Now for the lifelong lov…
1910 · PDF PAGE 134
…s To build into the rapture of your eyes ! So then I have forgotten all the other. Only those eyes pursue me through the æon, Whether by Gods grace we love one another, Whether I weave an ode or blare a pæan. There is no help, my vampire and my mother ! But I am snared within those eyes Circean That blaze at me from wall, or wood, or well Their final knowledge of their final Hell. For there is no soul, none, beyond ours, suave sister, In the fierce lightthe boon, the bane, the bliss, The bale !our eyes are born to burn and blister And blast …
1911 · PDF PAGE 110
…;/L]. “Aiwa,” my lord Bishop, ”aiwa” without a doubt. It is ”yes" in their heathen tongue. BISHOP. I heard it. We all heard it. Glory to God! Release the prisoner. [LAYLAH is released, Site 2'5 unconscious and/ails [imp.] Sir Clerk, write down that the prisoner made full con- fession and repented of her crimes, desiring to be reconciled 102
1911 · PDF PAGE 284
… Seeks a great light, a light sufficient, light Insufferably bright, Hence hidden for an hour: imagining This vast vain thing, We call it God, and Father. Empty hand And prayer unplanned Stretch fatuous to the void Ah ! men my friends What fury sends This folly to intoxicate your hearts Ρ Dread air disparts Your vital ways from these unsavoury follies; Black melancholies Sit straddled on your bended backs. The throne Of the unknown 15 fit for children. We are too well ware How vain is prayer, How nought is great, since all is immanent The vast co…
1911 · PDF PAGE 110
…;/L]. “Aiwa,” my lord Bishop, ”aiwa” without a doubt. It is ”yes" in their heathen tongue. BISHOP. I heard it. We all heard it. Glory to God! Release the prisoner. [LAYLAH is released, Site 2'5 unconscious and/ails [imp.] Sir Clerk, write down that the prisoner made full con- fession and repented of her crimes, desiring to be reconciled 102
1911 · PDF PAGE 284
… Seeks a great light, a light sufficient, light Insufferably bright, Hence hidden for an hour: imagining This vast vain thing, We call it God, and Father. Empty hand And prayer unplanned Stretch fatuous to the void Ah ! men my friends What fury sends This folly to intoxicate your hearts Ρ Dread air disparts Your vital ways from these unsavoury follies; Black melancholies Sit straddled on your bended backs. The throne Of the unknown 15 fit for children. We are too well ware How vain is prayer, How nought is great, since all is immanent The vast co…
1912 · PDF PAGE 73
… hour. LUCREZIA. Can you do nothing now ? I ache with impotence. MONICA. Where is she ? LUCREZIA. Know you not ? MONICA. For the sake of God ! LUCREZIA. Offence Alike to Heaven and Earth, she is now the universe To Mortadello ! MONICA. Ha ! LUCREZIA. Vow changed for vow ! MONICA. My curse. Changed for your curse ! Disdain swells every nerve and vein. Oh ! we shall laugh again when she lies stark. LUCREZIA. My brain Throbs with high fever to imagine it. MONICA. Ah, go ! I hold the lever, lure her to her overthrow I must be alone. Device must dov…
1912 · PDF PAGE 86
…d half an hour, I am ashamed to say, With an astrologerwho by his art infers A most unlucky day for the prison governors ! GOVERNOR. Oh God, yes ! Hear that noise ? ALESSANDRO. No. What ? that murmuring ? GOVERNOR. Thats a crowd somewhere. ALESSANDRO. Yes ? GOVERNOR. Therell be more rioting. I wonder what about. ALESSANDRO. I really cant conceive Why, in this weather, too, folks arent content to leave Things quiet. GOVERNOR. Well, they wont. Look, heres a lunatic ! Christ ! with a lamb smeared red to wave on a long stick ! Enter on canal…