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1919 · PDF PAGE 108

The Equinox (Volume III, Number I)

THE EQUINOX By Light shall ye look upon yourselves, and behold All Things that are in Truth One Thing only, whose name hath been called No Thing for a cause which later shall be de- clared unto you. But the substance of Light is Life, since without Existence and Energy it were naught. By Life therefore are you made yourselves, eternal and incorrup- tible, flaming forth as suns, self-created and self-supported, each the sole centre of the Universe. Now as by Light ye beheld, by Love ye feel. There is an ecstacy of pure Knowledge, and another of …

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1901 · PDF PAGE 119

The Mother’s Tragedy

…nge fact! Yet robbed (you say) are we Of God’s own purpose of fecundity. Exactly! You have read the golden rede. That is the pity of all things on earth: _ That all must have its consequence again. Life ends in death and loving ends in birth. All’s made for pleasure: man’s device is pain. And in that pain and barrenness men find Triumph on God; and the glory of the mind.

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1912 · PDF PAGE 12

Book 4 (Part I)

…cstasy, prolong Thy meditation steep and strong, Slaying even God, should He distract Thy attention from the chosen act! Last, all these things in one o’erpowered, Time that the midnight blossom flowered! The oneness is. Yet even in this, My son, thou shalt not do amiss If thou restrain the expression, shoot Thy glance to rapture’s darkling root, Discarding name, form, sight, and stress Even of this high consciousness; Pierce to the heart! I leave thee here: Thou art the Master. I revere Thy radiance that rolls afar, O Brother of the Silver Star…

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1922 · PDF PAGE 147

Diary of a Drug Fiend

… under the protection of two of his men,” he smiled sarcastically, “ for fear you should get into any further trouble. You can have your things back except the guns, which are forbidden.” How little he knew what a surge of joy went through us at that last remark ! “I will send one of my clerks with you to Capri,” he said, “‘ and you will get your passports and money and whatever you need, and come back to me at once and put the position on a more regular footing.” We got our things from the sergeant, and made excuses for a momentary disappearan…

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1911 · PDF PAGE 29

The Vision and the Voice

…the book of the recorder, and let the veil swallow up the shrine, for I am arisen, O my fair one, and there is no more need of all these things. If once I put thee apart from me, it was the joy of play. Is not the ebb and flowing of the tide a music of the sea? Come, let us mount unto Nuit our mother and be lost! Let being be emptied in the infinite abyss! For by me only shalt thou mount; thou hast none other wings than mine. All this while the Rose has been shooting out blue flames, coruscating like snakes through the whole Aire. And the snake…

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1911 · PDF PAGE 138

The Vision and the Voice

… into the universe, a vast and silent sea, crowned with the stars of night. Yet in the very midst thereof is the arrow. Little images of things that were, are the foam upon the waves. And there is a contest between the Vision and the memories. I prayed unto the Lords of Vision, saying: O my Lords, take not away this wonder from my sight. And they said: It must needs be. Rejoice therefore if thou hast been permitted to behold, even for a moment, this Arrow, the austere, the august. But the vision is accomplished, and we have sent forth a great w…

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1902 · PDF PAGE 48

Tannhäuser

…detested fear That can annul our conquests, and arouse Our rapt dream-kisses. Tannhauser. That is my intent. It is the spiritual life of things I seek —Thou knowest ! Venus. Oh, I did not mean ! Remember my dilemma! Hear me speak The story of her. She is a wicked witch That seeketh to delude thy sleepy sense In vicious purpose and malignant hope To ape my Godhead. {Thunder. Tannhauser. Thunder rolls again. I am uneasy. 46

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1905 · PDF PAGE 87

Orpheus

…th of my wings! The years are enfolden In my bosom golden, My periods Are the hours of the Gods. They have their plan In my seasons; all things Are woven in the span — Of the spread of my wings. My brazen gates cleft By shafts shed of time, Are ruined and left As the Gods sing their rhyme. 88

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1954 · PDF PAGE 20

Magick Without Tears

PREFACE XIX card, etc., lost their abstract formality and became living things. I want to quote one paragraph from letter F where this method is described. As I walked about, I made a point of attributing everything I saw to its appropriate idea. I would walk out of the door of my house and reflect that door is Daleth. and house Beth; now the word dob is Hebrew for bear. and has the number 6. which refers to the Sun. Then you come to the fence of your property and that is Cheth-number 8. number of Tarot Trump 7, which is the Chariot; so you beg…

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1919 · PDF PAGE 128

The Equinox (Volume III, Number I)

…n, the number of True Magick: and by multiplication Three Hun- dred, the Number of the Holy Spirit or Fire, the letter Shin, wherein all things are consumed utterly. With these consid- erations, and a full understanding of the mysteries of the Numbers 666 and 418, you will be armed mightily in this Way of far flight. But you should also consider all numbers in their scales. For there is no means of resolution better than this of pure mathematics, since already therein are gross ideas made fine, and all is ordered and ready for the Alchemy of th…

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1898 · PDF PAGE 96

White Stains

… I crave Doubtful liaisons with the grave and loves of Parthia for sport, I think perhaps no longer yet, but dream and lust for stranger things Than ever sucked the lips of kings, or fed the tears of Mahomet. Quaint carven vampire bats, unseen in curious hollows of the trees, Or deadlier serpents coiled at eased round carcasses of birds unclean. All wandering changeful spectre shapes that dance in slow sweet measure round And merge themselves in the profound, nude women and distorted apes Grotesque and hairy, in their rage more rampant than the…

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1906 · PDF PAGE 116

Gargoyles

…No sterile God balks ¢hime endeavour. This sort of thing goes on for ever.” XIII. I was a humorous youth enough On earth; I laughed when things were rough. 108

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1913 · PDF PAGE 63

Cambridge Poets 1900–1913

… gypsy wise With shrewd , unfriendly , savage eyes. No word they said , no more dared I , And so we passed each other by The only living things that met In all those miles of mist and wet .

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1922 · PDF PAGE 225

Diary of a Drug Fiend

… of his victims. ‘‘ All right—you shall get enough magical diary to let you know that I’m out of your clutches— I’ll put down just those things which will tell you how I hate you—how I have outwitted you—and you shall read them when my Dead Soul has got a Dead Body to match it.” September 14 I expected Peter would be in; impatient to know if I'd wangled McCall. Instead, he turned up after twelve, full of champagne and—SNOW! My aunt, what a lucky day! He was boiling with passion, grabbed me like a hawk. “Well, old girl,” he shouted, “what luck w…

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1898 · PDF PAGE 29

Songs of the Spirit

…unlight, and poor fingers grope For those far truths that mock our vague en- deavour, Whilst we may find in thee the secrets grey Of all things God would fain have hid for ever. 19

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1912 · PDF PAGE 95

Sir Palamedes

Touched the extreme, the giant goal! Yea! all things in that hour transcended, All power in his sublime control, All felt, all thought, all comprehended— “ How is it, then, the quest ” (he saith) “Ts not—at last |!—achieved and ended? Why taste I not the Bounteous Breath, Receive the Goodly Gift of Grace? Now, kind king-eagle (by God’s death !), Restore me to mine ancient place! I am advantaged nothing then!” Then swooped he from the Byss of Space, And set the knight amid the fen. “God!” quoth Sir Palamede, “that I Who have won nine should fail…

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1954 · PDF PAGE 173

Magick Without Tears

…s. No circumstance of life is, or can be irrelevant. "He that is not with me is against me." In all these letters you will find only two things: either I tell you what is bad for you, or what is good for you. But I am not you; I don't know every detail of your life, every trick of your thought. You must do ninety percent of the work for yourself. Whether it is love, or your daily avocation, or diet, or friends, or amusements, or anything else, you must find out what helps you to your True Will and what hinders; cherish the one and eschew the ot…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 170

The World’s Tragedy

V THE GREY NIGHT SCENE. — The thick darkness of the Emptiness of Things. Yet in the midst appears a certain glory veiling the figure of a tall stern man, the king Alexander. In his hand is a black rod clothed with twin glittering snakes, the royal Uraeus serpents of ancient Khem ; at its point gleams faint and blue A star of six rays, whose light now illumines the pale and tortured features of a man, with outstret- ched arms, who is hanging (apparently) in space. It is Issa, but the weariness is gone ; and noble-strong is the scarred brow of hi…

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1912 · PDF PAGE 87

Sir Palamedes

…and fetid fog. Within its heart pale phantoms crawl. Breathless with foolish haste they jog And jostle, all for naught! They scrawl Vain things all night that they disown Ere day. They call and bawl and squall Hoarse cries; they moan, they groan. A stone Hath better sense! And these among A cabbage-headed god they own, With wandering eye and jabbering tongue. He, rotting in that grimy sewer And charnel-house of death and dung, Shrieks : “ How the air is sweet and pure! Give me the entrails of a frog And I will teach thee! Lo! the lure F 81

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1906 · PDF PAGE 65

Gargoyles

Of all the universe unalterable. We know too well How no one thing abides awhile at all, How all things fall, Fall from their seat, the lamentable place, Before their face, Weary and pass and are no more. So we, Since hope must be, Look to the future, to the chance minute That life may shoot Some flower at least to blossom in the night, Since vital light Is sure to fail us on the hideous way. What? Must we pray? Verily, O thou littlest babe, too weak To stir or speak, Capable hardly of a thought, yet seed Of word and.deed ! To thine assured fru…

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