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1898 · PDF PAGE 42

White Stains

…e assured I am the Lord.” The loud-voiced choir would drown in song The voice of God ; their music woke Echoes through chancel weird and long— In thunder and fierce fire and smoke Jehovah spoke. “ On with the farce ! My perjured priests, The wolves that raven through my flock, Nay, wolves in shepherd’s garb, wild beasts That fang and tear my lambs, and mock At Judah’s stock. “ On with the grim foul farce ! Black hell Gapes to receive all actors there.

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1903 · PDF PAGE 84

Alice: An Adultery

…ose their own beauty in their own embrace, But feel how gladdening hearts and bosoms beating Kindle the face . . . . . . . . But not for long shall lilies strive with roses, Nor fear be fearful, nor delight repose, Nor love retire ; the woodland cleaves and closes Round heads an aureole hides, a rainbow shows. A swifter shape of fire cleaves us, encloses Rosebud and rose. . . . . . . . Mouth unto mouth ! O fairest ! Mutely lying, Fire lambent laid on water,—O ! the pain ! Kiss me, O heart, as if we both were dying ! Kiss, as we could not ever k…

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1913 · PDF PAGE 247

The Equinox (Volume I, Number IX)

A BALLAD OF BEDLAM A Basilisk-snake that plays upon the sward Writhing in slow obedience to its lord. “What if the Day be long, the Night be cheerless? Is not an universe within my brain? Is not the high will strong, the strong will fearless? All I have built, shall I not build again? Some other Universe where All is One. Where onze is ALL I am, and I am—None! “Words! ‘ Tis ever words, and I am stranded With words, and tangled skeins of Things to Be. Each word denies a word, and all are branded Within my brain, and I must strive to see The subt…

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1913 · PDF PAGE 247

The Equinox (Volume I, Number X)

A BALLAD OF BEDLAM A Basilisk-snake that plays upon the sward Writhing in slow obedience to its lord. “What if the Day be long, the Night be cheerless? Is not an universe within my brain? Is not the high will strong, the strong will fearless? All I have built, shall I not build again? Some other Universe where All is One. Where onze is ALL I am, and I am—None! “Words! ‘ Tis ever words, and I am stranded With words, and tangled skeins of Things to Be. Each word denies a word, and all are branded Within my brain, and I must strive to see The subt…

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1904 · PDF PAGE 62

Snowdrops from a Curate’s Garden

…eated. For seven days she buffeted my beard-splitter like Palinurus and the waves ; but she too failed. I had broken every record in the long-distance competition : and I needed rest. Even the pelvis of my boy love failed to rouse me : once the reaction had set in, nothing could stop it. On the eighth day Leila fell back with a weary and long-drawn howl : on the twenty- sixth she recovered sufficiently to try again : this time her efforts were crowned with success : a [60]

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1898 · PDF PAGE 40

White Stains

…id thee in thine age, Nor heed thee in thy piteous strait ; Live thou in thine own empty cage, Forged every day that thou didst wait Too long, too late ! “ Shall I turn back the seasons past, Recall sun’s shine and cloudlet’s fleece,

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1911 · PDF PAGE 263

The Equinox (Volume I, Number V)

…US. Children of Love, what is the hour? ALL. [A confused murmur.] It is the hour of love. [ALL sink down together. The lag/tts ga aut. A long pause] 85

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1911 · PDF PAGE 263

The Equinox (Volume I, Number VI)

…US. Children of Love, what is the hour? ALL. [A confused murmur.] It is the hour of love. [ALL sink down together. The lag/tts ga aut. A long pause] 85

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1954 · PDF PAGE 91

Magick Without Tears

…s see! O. Shall we first glance at the mathematical aspect of Nothing? (Including its identical equation in Logic.) This I worked out so long ago as 1902 e.g. in Berashith, which you will find reprinted in The Sword of Song, and in my Collected Works, Vol. I. The argument may be summarized as follows. When, in the ordinary way of business, we write 0, we should really write on. For 0 implies that the subject is not extended in any dimension under discussion. Thus a line may be two feet in length, but in breadth and depth the coefficient is Zero…

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1901 · PDF PAGE 104

The Mother’s Tragedy

… with melancholy sounds unheard, Unpastured woes, and unimagined pain, And kisses flung in vain. Pale women fleet around, whose infinite Long sorrow and desire have torn their wombs, Whose empty fruitlessness assails the night With hollow repercussion, like dim tombs Wherein some vampire glooms. Pale women sickening for some sister breast; Lone sisterhood of voiceless melancholy That wanders in this Hell, desiring rest From that desire that dwells for ever free, Monstrous, a storm, a sea. In that desire their hands are strained and wrung; In th…

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1903 · PDF PAGE 102

Alice: An Adultery

… snowfall shed Meekly, a blossom where frail white and red Were never frenzied at some mad god’s will. She sat and gazed upon me all day long. Sometimes she held my hands ; then she would weep, And then stoop tenderly and kiss my lips, Or lull me with some chaste and gentle song Of angel love. Night’s plume its dewfall drips As she still sits and watches me to sleep. 82

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1898 · PDF PAGE 13

Jephthah

…LEAZAR. Nor on the sun, lest he too eat us up. CHORUS. The heart of a man as the sea Beats hither and thither to find Ease for the limbs long free, — Light for the stormy mind,

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1901 · PDF PAGE 23

The Soul of Osiris

THE COURT OF THE PROFANE. 11 ASMODEL. ALL down that star whose tender eyes Were on thy bosom at thy birth ! Call, one long passionate note that sighs ! Call, till its beauty bend to earth, Meet thee and lift thee and devise Strange loves within the gleaming girth, And kisses underneath the star Where on her brows its seven rays are. Call her, the maiden of thy sleep, And fashion into human shape The whirling fountains fiery and deep, The incense-columns that bedrape Her glimmering limbs, when shadows creep Among blue tresses that escape The gol…

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1922 · PDF PAGE 78

Diary of a Drug Fiend

… mind when many more important things had left no trace. He had hardly changed from when I had last seen him. Of middle height, he had a long and rather narrow face. There was a touch of the ecclesiastic in his expression. His eyes were small and gray; he had a trick of blinking. The nose was long and beaked like Wellington’s; the mouth was thin and tense; the skin was fresh and rosy. He had not developed even the tiniest wrinkle. He kept the old uneasy nervous movement which had been so singular in him as a boy. One would have said that he was…

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1922 · PDF PAGE 282

Diary of a Drug Fiend

…t does two precisely opposite things at the will of the taker.” oo, He spoke sarcastically. He refrained from telling me what he told me long afterwards, that the apparently contradictory properties that I was ascribing to it were really there, that it can be used by the expert to produce a number of effects, some of which seem at first sight mutually exclusive. ‘* Well, look here, Sir Peter,’”’ went on Lamus. ‘ You can’t have it both ways. You really ought to make up your mind as to the purpose of taking a dose.” I replied rather piteously tha…

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1903 · PDF PAGE 94

Alice: An Adultery

… Romeo and Juliet. Sweet are the swift hard struggles ere the kiss, When the frail body blushes into tears, And short breaths cancel the long sighs, and fears Constrain delight, until their import is Made foolish when the struggle’s synthesis Leads to hot armistice, as dewy spheres Glow, and increase the fury that reveres No God, no heaven but its own hell’s bliss. So after desperate shifts of modesty We could no more ; loosened and lax we lay Breathing and holding : then in amorous play She laughed and left her body’s love to me, And kissed on…

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1912 · PDF PAGE 99

Sir Palamedes

…ar; Yet all the horror of the pit Clad it with all the arms of fear. Moreover, though he sought to scan Some feature, though he listened long, No shape of God or fiend or man, No whisper, groan, shriek, scream, or song Gave him to know it. Now it chanced One day Sir Palamedes rode Through a great wood whose leafage danced In the thin sunlight as it flowed From heaven. He halted in a glade, Bade his horse crop the tender grass; Put off his armour, softly laid Himself to sleep till noon should pass. 93

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1929 · PDF PAGE 142

Confessions of Aleister Crowley

…ith a dead cobra, four feet eight inches in length. I had come down with my heel right on his neck and never noticed it! Asana was for a long time extremely painful. It sometimes cost me five minutes' acute agony to straighten my limbs at the end of the practice. But success came at last. Quite suddenly I lost consciousness of my body. The effect was that of relief from long-continued suffering. Until that moment I had thought of my Asana as the one really painful position. This idea was reversed; it became the only position in which I was free…

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1922 · PDF PAGE 160

Diary of a Drug Fiend

…Savoy, utterly worn out and wretched. We kept on taking H. and C. all night; we couldn’t sleep, we talked about the drugs. It was just a long argument about how to take them. We felt we were somehow doing it wrong. I had been so proud of his medical knowledge, and yet it didn’t seem to throw any light. It seems that in the medical books, they speak of what they call “ Drug virginity.” The thing was to get it back; and according to the books the only way to do it is to take nothing for a long time. He said it was really just the same as any othe…

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1904 · PDF PAGE 35

Snowdrops from a Curate’s Garden

…he anus made up for the same, for the shit sticking to the hair had well manured the growth, which was in some places more than two feet long, curling over in bil- lows. But there was more to that quim than may appear on the surface. Vast and cumbrous as it appeared, at the first glimpse of my juvenile and at no time big twat-teaser, she screwed up the jaws of her rat-trap so that I subsequently (as you shall hear) had the utmost difficulty in effecting a lodgement. You have not long to wait, for excited by the voluptuous spectacle she afforded…

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