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…The Holy Graal, with roses on each side of it. There is room in front of the Cup for the Paten. On each side be- yond the roses, are two great candles. All this is enclosed within a great Veil. 249
…ot © Ao © © ot V Oat V A ot © Thun. . Ta Kwang. Tzin Ming I Kia Zan. Khwei Kien. . Kieh . Returning, avoiding, retirement. Violence, the Great Ram. To advance (good). Intelligence, wounded. Household, wifely duty. Disunion, family discord. Lameness, immobility, difficulty. Unravelling (a knot, &c.).
… face is olden, Worn with dim thought and unsuspected pains, And all thy soul fulfilled of majesty ; Because the silence of thy house is great, And thy word second spoken after Fate, And thy light stricken of thine own grim hand ; Because thy whisper exceedeth the command Of Zeus; thy dim light far outshines his glory ; Because, as He the first is, Thou the last :— Therefore I take up sorrow in my hands, And ply thine ear with my most doleful story, Asking a future, who have lost a past : A guerdon of my singing like the land’s When spring brea…
…. I charge thee therefore that thou permit none to tyrannize any other in Thought, or to threaten, or in any other Wise to blaspheme the great Liberty of our Father the Sun in the Great Cosmos, or of His Vice- regent in the Little. t
… sua Victoria per Nomen BABALON (Of his Victory through the Name BABALON) ND after? This Dawn (for I have toiled through the Night in my great Love and Care of thee) how is it with me? it is well. For I have found myself; I have found my Will; the Obstacles that daunted me are seen to be by the Shadows of Shadows. Grace be unto Lady BABALON. Thus it is written in The Book of the Law: Remember all ye that existence is pure joy; that all the sorrows are but as shadows; they pass & are done; but there is that which remains. Learn then that it is…
…lways the same story — too much victory!" Brother Onofrio bounded again in his amazement. "Peace! Luxury!" he cried. "Haven't we got the Great Experiment?" "Have we?" sighed Cyril, languidly. "Isn't the crisis in a month?" "There are twelve months in a year." Brother Onofrio rose in indignation. He hated to be played with in this manner; he could see no point in the jest, if it were one; or excuse for the rudeness, in the alternative. "Sit down, sit down!" said Cyril dreamily. "You say yourself the crisis is not for a month. What a wonderful wa…
…g, her bosom swelling with the milk Born of a million kisses : leaps her womb Pregnant with fruits, and latter flowers, and shade Of the great cedar-groves : soft, soft as silk, Her skin glows amber, silvered with the bloom Mist-like of the moons light, A slumberous haze of quietude Shed oer the hardy limbs, and lustihood, And boldness, and great might. Earth knows her daring daughter, and the sea Breaks into million-folded mystery Of flower-like flashes in the pale moonrise,
…en world Incalculably small, its closest cluster Mere milky lustre Staining the infinite darkness! Base and blind Our minion mind 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…
…en world Incalculably small, its closest cluster Mere milky lustre Staining the infinite darkness! Base and blind Our minion mind 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…
…s if to imply the planning involved in agriculture. In his right hand he bears an orbed sceptre sur‐ mounted by a cross, a symbol of the Great Work accomplished; for it is his function to bring forth from the material of the element that vegetation which is the sustenance of the Spirit itself. The character denoted by this card is that of great energy brought to bear upon the most solid of practical matters. He is energetic and enduring, a capable manager, a steadfast and per severing worker. He is competent, ingenious, thoughtful, cautious, ‘t…
…ndowed with Magical properties, one must class, primus inter pares, that vehicle of essential humanity which is the first matter of that Great Work wherein our race shares the divine prerogative of creating man in its own image, male and female. It is evidently of minor importance whether the will to create be consciously formulated. Lot in his drunkenness served the turn of his two daughters, no less than Jupiter, who prolonged the night to forty-eight hours in order to give himself time to beget Hercules. Man is in actual possession of this s…
… the Dawn! O ye who dwell in the City of the Pyramids beneath the Night of PAN, remember that ye shall see no more light but That of the great fire that shall consume your dust to ashes!
…e star. We neared; we saw Each other, knew each other; in your face Mine equal self with majesty and awe Abode; and thus we stayed for a great space. What was the manner of our countenance? I saw you seated, as a great lost God With blasphemy exulting in your glance And horror at your lips ; my soul was shod With glory, and your body bathed in glory, So that from out the uttermost abyss The very darkness churned itself to hoary And phosphor foam of agony and bliss. The authentic seal of our majestic might Stamped on the light in light the light…
…t from the modern banalities of Piccadilly and Pall Mall, mere Georgian sham stucco, not even rivals to [9] the historic grandeur of the great religious monuments, for Trafalgar really did make history; but it is to be observed that Nelson, on his monument, is careful to turn his gaze upon the Thames. For here is the true life of the city, the aorta of that great heart of which London and Westminster are the ventricles. Charing Cross Station, moreover, is the only true Metropolitan terminus. Euston, St. Pancras, and King's Cross merely convey o…
THE HARLOT 117 The following is Crowley's estimate of the greatest nation on earth : O England ! England , mighty England falls ! Her days of wealth and majesty are done : Men trample her for mire !! and for her eldest daughter , America , he also has but scant praise , Thou heart of coin beneath a brazen breast ! Rotten republic , prostitute of gain !? Wealth and luxury are her curse , as they are every where else : The politician and the millionaire Regain maternal dung.3 Nevertheless in a patriotic poem entitled “ An Appeal to the American R…
…. We cannot bear such worlds of happiness. Even in this torture that consumes and taints, We writhe in bliss, one terrible caress Of 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 eupept…
… to his mummy, then! carr. You're not my mummy! That’s what I complain of; you always treat me as a Cheops, ever since that night on the Great Pyramid! EUPHEMIA. [Hides her head in his bosom.] Oh shame, shame! carr. Nota bit of it! Think of the infinite clearness of the night— “The magical green of the sunset, The magical blue of the Nile.” The rising of the great globed moon—the stars starting from their fastnesses like sentries on the alarm—the isolation of our stance upon the summit—the faery distance of Cairo and its spear-sharp minarets—an…
… to his mummy, then! carr. You're not my mummy! That’s what I complain of; you always treat me as a Cheops, ever since that night on the Great Pyramid! EUPHEMIA. [Hides her head in his bosom.] Oh shame, shame! carr. Nota bit of it! Think of the infinite clearness of the night— “The magical green of the sunset, The magical blue of the Nile.” The rising of the great globed moon—the stars starting from their fastnesses like sentries on the alarm—the isolation of our stance upon the summit—the faery distance of Cairo and its spear-sharp minarets—an…
THE TEMPLE OF SOLOMON THE KING The same remarks apply to the next three sections in the other quarters. At the great invocation following he extends the Shivalingam to infinite height, each letter of each word representing an exaltation of it by geometrical progression. Having seen this satisfactorily, he prostrates himself in adoration. When consciousness begins to return, he uses the final formula to raise that consciousness in the Shivalingam, springing to his feet at the moment of uniting himself with it, and lastly uttering that supreme song…
THE TEMPLE OF SOLOMON THE KING The same remarks apply to the next three sections in the other quarters. At the great invocation following he extends the Shivalingam to infinite height, each letter of each word representing an exaltation of it by geometrical progression. Having seen this satisfactorily, he prostrates himself in adoration. When consciousness begins to return, he uses the final formula to raise that consciousness in the Shivalingam, springing to his feet at the moment of uniting himself with it, and lastly uttering that supreme song…