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1909 · PDF PAGE 264

The Equinox (Volume I, Number I)

…t, saying : «Child of Earth! unpurified and unconsecrated! Thou canst not enter the Path of the West !” Thus indicating that the natural man cannot even obtain the understanding of the Son of Osiris, except by purification and equilibrium. The Candidate is then purified with water and consecrated by fire; after which he is allowed to approach the Place of the Twilight of the Gods. And now only is the hood- wink slipped up for a moment to obtain a glimpse of the Beyond, The Hiereus then challenges as follows : “Thou canst not pass by me, saith t…

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1909 · PDF PAGE 264

The Equinox (Volume I, Number II)

…t, saying : «Child of Earth! unpurified and unconsecrated! Thou canst not enter the Path of the West !” Thus indicating that the natural man cannot even obtain the understanding of the Son of Osiris, except by purification and equilibrium. The Candidate is then purified with water and consecrated by fire; after which he is allowed to approach the Place of the Twilight of the Gods. And now only is the hood- wink slipped up for a moment to obtain a glimpse of the Beyond, The Hiereus then challenges as follows : “Thou canst not pass by me, saith t…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 121

Collected Works (Vol. III)

…e hand) What brain must know —and care? What wisdom formed the racers, find a goal? Careless and confident, let us love on. Life, one or many, rises from a seed, Sprouts, blooms, bears fruit, and then is gone—is gone. Let go the future, ominous and vast ! Loose the bound mind from the unavailing past ! Live, love for ever, now, in every deed ! DESESPOIR. INTO the inmost agony of things She sees, through glamour of untrusty sense, The full corruption of omnipotence, The infinite rage of fishes to have wings, The lust of beasts for tentacles; cau…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 172

Collected Works (Vol. III)

…As when the Argo put on sea Such stories we did hear, Stories to tremble at and flee— And others worth a tear. I thought of how a maiden man Might hear a deadly song And clasp a siren in his span, And feel her kiss grow strong To drag him with caresses wan Into the [louse of Wrong.! Another : ? how the women grew Like vines of tender grape, And how they laughed as lovers do, And took a lover’s shape, And how men sought them, free to woo— elo leave them, no escape! Another :* how a golden cup A golden girl would pour, And whoso laughed and drank…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 98

Moonchild

…s merely three-dimensional, with no core of substance in themselves. In yet another figure, they were adjectives, and not nouns. But a human soul is a complete reality. "Every man and every woman is a star." To repel one such from its demand to issue into the world of matter was a serious difficulty — and, also, possibly involved no mean responsibility. However, Cyril's main hope was that any passing souls would be reasonable, and not try to force themselves into uncongenial company, or plant themselves in unsuitable soil. He had always held th…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 189

Moonchild

…oard-shelf, reached by a ladder from the dancing cellar and by a few steps from one of the bedrooms in the house above, was called "Troppman's refuge," it being said that that celebrated murderer once had lain concealed there for some days. His autograph, and some bad verses (all contributed by an ingenious cabaret singer) were shown upon the walls. It was therefore quite natural and unsuspicious for any visitor to climb up into that room, which was so small that it would only hold one man of average size. His non-reappearance would not cause s…

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1935 · PDF PAGE 10

One Star in Sight

To attain the Grade of Magister Templi, he must perform two tasks; the emancipation from thought by putting each idea against its opposite, and refusing to prefer either; and the consecration of himself as a pure vehicle for the influence of the order to which he aspires. He must then decide upon the critical adventure of our Order; the absolute abandonment of himself and his attainments. He can- not remain indefinitely an Exempt Adept; he is pushed onward by the irresistible momentum that he has generated. Should he fail, by will or weakness, …

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1907 · PDF PAGE 124

Collected Works (Vol. III)

118 RODIN IN RIME SONNETS AND MADAMIr RODIN. HEROIC helpmeet of the silent home ! Shall who sings Art not worship womanhood ? There is depth of calm beneath the sea’s fine foam ; Behind the great there is ever found the good. Honour and glory to the sacred house And ark of the covenant of holy trust, The unseen mother and the secret spouse Ever availing in the sorrow and dust That aye avenge the artist’s victory won, That cover up his monuments of fame, That twist his sight, once steadfast on the sun, To the fear folded in the robes of shame :—…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 27

Moonchild

…t college, for Grey suddenly fainted, and they found that he was bleeding slowly to death from a deep wound over the heart. This was the man who was frightened out of his life at the possibility of a chance scratch from an exquisitely clean and polished finger-nail.[41] The Turk could do nothing but bow. "Well, if you insist, Mr. Grey, we can only ask the lady." He did so, and she professed most willing eagerness. The operation was a short one, and the seance recommenced. But in a few minutes the Countess herself wearied. "I know I shall get no…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 185

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…range serpent-blasphemies, are curled within The heart of her Hell gives me to possess. Her hair is fastened with a dagger thin ; A dead man’s heart is woven with each tress. I murdered Christ before my lips could win Sidonia the Sorceress. THE GROWTH OF GOD. (AS DEVELOPED ON A MOONLESS NIGHT IN THE TROPICS.)? EVEN as beasts, where the sepulchral ocean Sobs, and their fins and feet keep Runic pace, Treading in water mysteries of motion, Witch-dances : where the ghastly carapace Of the blind sky hangs on the monstrous verge: Even as serpents, wa…

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1939 · PDF PAGE 6

Temperance: A Tract for the Times

…s, When the All broke its peace with the thought of itself, and the schism began That ended in chaos of crime, in the crazy catastrophe, man. The soul is no ghost to conjure with the spell of: “Illusion, begone!” It is true, and hath might to endure, unassailable, travelling on, None hinders, commands or deflects; none alters its course by a jot; Space cannot constrain it, and time the waster erodeth it not. How should I love such a soul, my like, and like me the accurst From the hour when the Second was struck a spark from the forge of the Fir…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 27

Konx Om Pax

…e things good by fighting them. And there was a bull that tossed them on his horns, so that they changed into butterflies; and there was a man who kept on telling everybody to be quiet and not make a noise. SO we came at last in the next house of the Palace. It was a great dome of violet, and in the centre the moon shone. She was a full moon, and yet she looked like a woman quite, quite young. Yet her hair was silver, and finer than spiders’ webs, and it rayed about her, like one can’t say what; it was all too beautiful. In the middle of the hall …

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1929 · PDF PAGE 190

Moonchild

…h to say that stifling of all natural impulse was a preliminary of the system of the Black Lodge; in higher grades the pupil took on the manipulation of subtler forces. Douglas' own use of his wife's love to vitriolize her heart was considered by the best judges as likely to become a classic. The inner circle, the fourteen men about Douglas himself and that still more mysterious person to whom even he was responsible, a woman known only as "Annie" or as "A.B.", were sealed to him by the direst of all bonds. Needless are oaths in the Black Lodge…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 194

Moonchild

…ot occurred to him at all. His magical work had been almost entirely directed to the gratification of sensuality in abnormal and extra-human channels. So, while a fierce pride now thrilled him, there was mingled with it a sinking of the spirit; for he realized that its mistress had been sterility and death. And it was of death that he was most afraid. The cynical calm of Douglas appalled him; he recognized the superiority of that great sorcerer; and his hope to supplant him died within his breast. At that moment Hecate herself passed into him, …

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1905 · PDF PAGE 153

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…eek her bloody fate, whose violence Even now makes the abyss of wrath divine Boil in the deep. Thou mayest be that great Osiris, bidding man’s high soul be free, Justified in its own higher self, made pure And perfect in its own eyes, being a god.

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1906 · PDF PAGE 53

Collected Works (Vol. II)

…ightful and of odour sweet So are his words who speaketh well, fruitful, by action made complete. As from a heap of flowers can men make many garlands, so, once born, A man a-many noble deeds by doing may his life adorn.

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1929 · PDF PAGE 58

Moonchild

… of the better classes takes a fortnight or more to accustom himself to a new domicile; from which circumstance learned men have written many treatises to suggest that it may be of the cat tribe; though others equally learned have contended with great plausibility that its touching attachment to this lawyer shows its nature to conform rather with that of the dog. To me it has seemed possible that the light is not altogether withheld from either party to the discussion; I have in fac diffidently put forward the theory that the Poltergeist, for a…

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1904 · PDF PAGE 4

The Sword of Song

…st be a perfect fool,” said the Knight, irritably . “The song is called ‘Stout Doubt; or the Agnostic Anthology ,’ by the author of ‘Gas Manipulation,’ ‘Solu- tions,’ ‘The Management of Retorts,’ and other physical works of the first order—but that’s only what it’s called, you know.” “Well, wha t is the song then?” said Alice, who was by this tim e completely be- wildered. “If I wished to be obscure, child,” said the Knight, rather contemptuously, “I should tell you that the Name of the Title was ‘What a man of 95 ought to know,’ as endorsed by…

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1909 · PDF PAGE 55

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1919 · PDF PAGE 303

The Equinox (Volume III, Number I)

…ogs in this fashion. Hoveson Y. Knorr. Tue Vittace. By Ernest Poort. The Macmillan Co. Price, $1.50. Tuere is a dreadful wrapper by Boardman Robinson, but he probably needed the money. It is quite the right wrapper too. Ernest Poole has driven the tank of ignorance and vulgarity across the steppes of Russia. Mr. Poole is not very deep, and he is exceptionally stagnant, with a thick green slime of New England prejudice on his surface. Even for a journalist he is appalling. Think of using words like “destructed”! It deserves what he calls “le pei…

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