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Page 21 of 1201911 · PDF PAGE 109
…and apply the [prim/e. [To G. M. !2/ 5ί|0}ιπ] My cook is a great knave, you must know. I bade him prepare me a pasty of quails toward to-night, and the varlet swears there are no quails on the market. Now this morning riding I saw quails with these eyes. The air was as thick with them as when the Children of Israel were miraculously fed. G. M. OF ST [. A new miracle if the knave escape. But will not your lordship sup with me to-night? BISHOP. Thanks, good Grand Master. FIRST TORTURER. My lord, I think I heard a sigh. PHYSICIAN. Only a natural m…
1912 · PDF PAGE 49
THE TEMPLE OF SOLOMON THE KING joined him by night in the magical body. And on one night— " Had long colloquy with Golden Hawk; invited——(the Adept) and learnt that the Great Work was to create a new Universe. Whence severe self-criticism.” This at the end of his journey. Yet during this journey We find that he had written down the secrets of the Mystic Path in a myterious MS., which few indeed have been privi- leged to see. In Calcutta he was very busy. He had been attacked by armed robbers, and, slaying two of them, was, in the then political …
1912 · PDF PAGE 49
THE TEMPLE OF SOLOMON THE KING joined him by night in the magical body. And on one night— " Had long colloquy with Golden Hawk; invited——(the Adept) and learnt that the Great Work was to create a new Universe. Whence severe self-criticism.” This at the end of his journey. Yet during this journey We find that he had written down the secrets of the Mystic Path in a myterious MS., which few indeed have been privi- leged to see. In Calcutta he was very busy. He had been attacked by armed robbers, and, slaying two of them, was, in the then political …
1898 · PDF PAGE 19
…the splendour, The sacred fountain that is whirled From depths beyond that older world A new world to engender. The kingdom is extended. Night Dwells, and I contemplate the sight 9
1929 · PDF PAGE 229
… dress; and General Cripps was feeling it at the moment when his new Intelligence Officer presented himself. It was about six o'clock at night; Cripps and his staff were bivouacked in the mairie of a small village. They were contemplating a further retreat that night. "Sit down, Captain Grey," said the chief kindly. [322] "Join us at dinner — just as soon as we can get these orders out — listen and you'll pick up the
1907 · PDF PAGE 172
…s for joy being blind. The waters widened in a pool, Broad mirror of blue light. The surface was as still and cvol As the broad-breasted night. Engraven of no mortal tool, The granite glistened white. As if to shield from mortal gaze A nymph’s immortal limbs, The shadow of the buttress stays And dips its head and swims, While moss engirdles it with grays And greens that dew bedims. Now, at the last, the western end, Most miracle of all ! The groves of rock dispart and rend Their sacred cincture-wall ; All tunes of heaven their rapture lend To m…
1909 · PDF PAGE 46
… 3pbyy | 16 Crowned king on dromedary, accompanied by many musicians ©. PWO'NH | 17 Leopard’s head and gryphon’s wings YY - —TMMw) 18 A knight with a lance and banner, with a serpent . .@. woe | 19 A strong man with a serpent’s tail, on a pale horse .@. - PARI 20 Human-faced bull .d and % . . prn| 22 A black crane with a sore throat—he flutters an - "35 | 24 A monster [probably a dolphin] . . SO and ww... 99] 25 Seamonster .. wv. YNIND | 26 Like a guide. To be kings .&&., / 4. AND] 28 Raven JY, .wndiow | 29 CLXIV. CLXIT. As Col. CLVIII. by Nigh…
1899 · PDF PAGE 241
LYRICAL AND DRAMATIC. 219 On golden wheels Eternity Revolves in Night. The island peoples are too proud and free And full of might . To care for time or space, but glorious wend A royal path of flowers to the end. I pray thee, God, to weapon me With this keen fire, That I may set this people free As my desire ; That the white lilies of our liberty Grow on Life’s crags still higher, Till on the loftiest peaks their blossom flower, The rampart of a people and their power.
1905 · PDF PAGE 28
…he summer leaves In the half-light Love his old story weaves Far out of sight. Here we are lone, at last. Heaven is overcast Yet with no night. Ere her immortal wings Gather the thread of things Into her might, Up will the moon arise Through the black-azure skies : Birds shall sing litanies Still of delight. II Let my lips wander where Tender moss grows, Where through their dusky air Beams a red rose. Where the bee honey sips Let my desirous lips, Kissing, unclose 23
1906 · PDF PAGE 59
SAID. THE spears of the night at her onset Are lords of the day for a while, The magical green of the sunset, The magical blue of the Nile. Afloat are the gales In our slumberous sails On the beautiful breast of the Nile. We have swooned through the midday, exhausted By the lips—they are whips—of the sun, The horizon befogged and befrosted By the haze and the grays and the dun Of the whirlings of sand Let loose on the land By the wind that is born of the sun. 5I
1908 · PDF PAGE 78
AMPHORA VI Vigil ITH the Cross on my sword as its sigil With the foes of Thy Church I would grapple, All night by my arms I keep vigil In the lonely and luminous chapel. From the solemn monitions of even I brood ; Thou dost shine from above. The veil of Thy mystical heaven Is melted in glory and love. O Thou, of Thy mercy apply Thy grace to my spurs and my sword, That my banner may flame to the sky In the van of the hosts of the LORD ! Amen. W 71
1907 · PDF PAGE 183
LIBER TERTIUS VEL LABORIS 177 But thou, O Titan ! O splendour triform ! Gloomiest dweller Of uttermost night ! My journey enlighten ! O soul of the storm! Waker and queller Of sombre delight, Hecate! hearken The soul of my prayer ! Glitter and darken Through sulphurous air ! Let the sacrifice move thee to joy, the in- voker thy glory declare In words that shall please Thy terrible peace, O speedy to save, In flames of fine fire that bedew the deepest Tartarean cave ! [/voking HECATE] O triple form of darkness! Sombre splen- dour! Thou moon unse…
1905 · PDF PAGE 155
…, hateful, impotent, except The last initiation seize my soul, And fling me into Isis’ very self, The immortal, mortal. Let me know this night Whether my place is found among the stars That wander in the deep, or made secure As the high throne of her that dwells in heaven, Fruitful for life and death, Wisdom her name ! This hour the foolish ones shall see their souls Shrink at my manifest deity. This night My spirit on my spirit shall beget Myself for my own child. Behold! they come, Fantastically moving through the dance, The many mourners, an…
1954 · PDF PAGE 168
SEX MORALITY 135 A feast for the first night of the Prophet and his Bride! A feast for the three days of the writing of the Book of the Law. A feast for Tahuti and the child of the prophet-secret. 0 Prophet! A feast for the Supreme Ritual. and a feast for the Equinox of the Gods. A feast for fire and a feast for water; a feast for life and a greater feast for death! A feast every day in your hearts in the joy of my rapture! A feast every night unto Nu. and the pleasure of uttermost delight! Aye! feast! rejoice! there is no dread hereafter. Ther…
1905 · PDF PAGE 75
…t, Life, Love, Mercy, Might, Star of the Magi. VII Lift, lift the Cross of Light, Rose, golden, green, and white, Rise, rise athwart the night ! Mighty Aeshuri ! VIII Flame, flame, thou Blazoned Sun ! Seal-Star of Solomon ! Seven Mysteries in One ! Godhead and Mankind ! IX Beauty and life and love ! Let fly thy darling dove ! Bend to us from above, Lady Ahathor !
1910 · PDF PAGE 14
…g . . . For the mist regathers, Girds them bride-like, fit for the sun to kiss them ; Darkness falls like dewfall about the hill-sides ; Night is upon me. Now to me remain in the doubtful twilight Stretches bare of flower, but touched with whispers, Grey with huddled rocks, and a space of woodland, Pine-tree and poplar. Now a stream to ford and a stile to clamber ; Last the inn, a book, and a quiet corner . . . Fresh as Spring, there kisses me on the forehead Sleep, like a sister.
1911 · PDF PAGE 78
AMPHORA VI Vigil ITH the Cross on my sword as its sigil With the foes of Thy Church I would grapple, All night by my arms I keep vigil In the lonely and luminous chapel. From the solemn monitions of even I brood ; Thou dost shine from above. The veil of Thy mystical heaven Is melted in glory and love. O Thou, of Thy mercy apply Thy grace to my spurs and my sword, That my banner may flame to the sky In the van of the hosts of the LORD ! Amen. W 71
1913 · PDF PAGE 256
…or burbling about the Sanctuary when the Goat of Mendes is threatening you with a 70 h.p. six cylinder, four-speed, gnarled clyster. All night Waite stayed, and begged; it was in vain. The Master was not to be moved from a resolution both wise and kind. He, however, promised to acknowledge Waite openly as his disciple on condition of good behaviour for the future. It is with pleasure indeed that we record that Waite’s lapses have been comparatively few. Waite was no Crippen, be it under- stood. If Crowley teasingly called him “old lag” in frien…
1913 · PDF PAGE 256
…or burbling about the Sanctuary when the Goat of Mendes is threatening you with a 70 h.p. six cylinder, four-speed, gnarled clyster. All night Waite stayed, and begged; it was in vain. The Master was not to be moved from a resolution both wise and kind. He, however, promised to acknowledge Waite openly as his disciple on condition of good behaviour for the future. It is with pleasure indeed that we record that Waite’s lapses have been comparatively few. Waite was no Crippen, be it under- stood. If Crowley teasingly called him “old lag” in frien…
1907 · PDF PAGE 66
…al All That was Her veil: her voice I had heard Had not large sobbing fears surged; will and word Fall Down from the black pearls of the night, down, back To night’s impearléd black ; Down, from chryselephantine wall And rose-revolving ball, Doomed, fierce through Saturn’s aeons to tear, Fraught with the glory of a dead despair. VIII. FLAVIA. I KISSED the face of Flavia fair, In the deep wet dews of dawn, And the ruddy weight of my lover’s hair Fell over me and held me there On the broad Italian lawn. And the bright Italian moon arose And cleft…