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1939 · PDF PAGE 54

Eight Lectures on Yoga

…The curvature of space-time is most prominent, therefore, around large masses, for here the gravitational effects are most marked. If we take matter as fundamental, we may say that it is the presence of matter that causes the curvature of space-time. But there is a different school of thought that regards matter as due to the curvature of space-time. That is, we assume as fundamental a space-time continuum manifest to our senses as what we call matter. Both points of view have strong arguments to recommend them. But, whether or not matter may b…

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1904 · PDF PAGE 106

Snowdrops from a Curate’s Garden

…o pe or not to pe : that is the question : Whether ’tis nobler in the mind to suffer The slings and arrows of outrageous stricture Or to take arms against a closed urethra And by abscission, end it ? To fuck : to come : No more ; and, by a come to say we end The cockstand and the thousand natural lusts That flesh is heir to. ’Tis a consummation Devoutly to be wished. To fuck : to come : To come, perchance to clap ! Ay, there’s the rub. For from that come of fuck what clap may catch When we have shuffled off this mortal stand Must give us pause.…

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1911 · PDF PAGE 239

The Equinox (Volume I, Number V)

…d to remoter time Bequeath, like sunset to the skies, The splendour of its prime; And leave, if nought so bright may live, All earth can take or Heaven can give. Saturn and Love their long repose Shall burst, more bright and good Than all who fell, than One who rose, Than many unsubdued. Not gold, not blood, their altar dowers, But votive tears and symbol flowers. Oh, cease! must hate and death return ? Cease! must men kill and die? Cease! drain not to its dregs the urn Of bitter prophecy. The world is weary of the past. Oh, might it die or rest…

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1911 · PDF PAGE 239

The Equinox (Volume I, Number VI)

…d to remoter time Bequeath, like sunset to the skies, The splendour of its prime; And leave, if nought so bright may live, All earth can take or Heaven can give. Saturn and Love their long repose Shall burst, more bright and good Than all who fell, than One who rose, Than many unsubdued. Not gold, not blood, their altar dowers, But votive tears and symbol flowers. Oh, cease! must hate and death return ? Cease! must men kill and die? Cease! drain not to its dregs the urn Of bitter prophecy. The world is weary of the past. Oh, might it die or rest…

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1912 · PDF PAGE 76

The Equinox (Volume I, Number VII)

…tically unintermittent pain.) Reobligated, though ill. Pain too great to record vows, even if I made any. (His practice was evidently to take the vows afresh every week: he seems to have recorded no practices, though he evidently did them daily. The diary is all this time blank of any records of any sort.) Renewed vows as usual. Went to A — P?־H—, C.

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1912 · PDF PAGE 76

The Equinox (Volume I, Number VIII)

…tically unintermittent pain.) Reobligated, though ill. Pain too great to record vows, even if I made any. (His practice was evidently to take the vows afresh every week: he seems to have recorded no practices, though he evidently did them daily. The diary is all this time blank of any records of any sort.) Renewed vows as usual. Went to A — P?־H—, C.

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1913 · PDF PAGE 69

Cambridge Poets 1900–1913

…h is lit Just for a little by the sun , and I Watch his red face pass over , fade away To other streets , and other passengers , See him take pleasure where the heathen pray , See him relieve the hunter of his furs , All the wide world awaiting him , all folk Glad at his coming , only I must weep ; Rest he or sink , my weary eyes invoke Only the respite of a little sleep ; Sleep , just a little space of sleep , to rest The fevered head and cool the aching eyes ; Sleep for a space , to fall upon the breast Of the dear God , that He may sympathiz…

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1961 · PDF PAGE 134

Liber Aleph

…ion whereof I have written in the three Chapters foregoing. And it is this, to create by Artifice a Conflict in thyself, that thou mayst take thy Pleasure in its Resolution. Of this Play is thy sweet Step-mother, my concubine, the Holy and Adulterous Olun, sublimely Mistress; for she invoketh in her Fancy a thousand Obstacles to Love, so that she shuddereth at a Touch, swooneth at a Kiss, and suffereth Death and Hell in the Ekstacy of her Body. And this is her Art, and it is of Nuit Our Lady, for it is the Drama of Commemoration of the whole My…

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1919 · PDF PAGE 292

The Equinox (Volume III, Number I)

…lly shapen out of nothing, literally without effort. And this is the secret of life. This is the sublime and sacred jest of the Gods, to take the gross, the stupid, the banal, and suddenly to manifest a flower. For this reason I wish to put it upon record, that I think that Alexander Harvey is the greatest realist alive to-day. The dull rationalist dribbles of cause and effect, neither perceiving the one, nor understanding the other. Alexander Har- vey has the mystery of Pan. ALEXANDER TABASCO. Beyonp Lire. By James Brancu Cazett. Robert M. McB…

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1904 · PDF PAGE 91

Snowdrops from a Curate’s Garden

…ou bit me,” said Adam, embarrassed. “ For your own good ! God doomed you to death. My bite has filled your blood with a poison that will take away Death’s terrors, that will make him welcome even ! ” “ What is this poison called ? ” said Eve. And Satan replied “ Syphilis ! ” As he went away he laughed. God did not like to hear him. [91]

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1909 · PDF PAGE 10

The Holy Books

… are means and means. Be goodly therefore : dress ye all in fine apparel; eat rich foods and drink sweet wines and wines that foam! Also, take your fill and will of love as ye will, When,Where and with whom ye will '. But always unto me. 52. If this be not aright; if ye confound the space-marks, saying: They are one; or saying, They are many; if the ritual be not ever unto 9

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1929 · PDF PAGE 535

Confessions of Aleister Crowley

…ant facts, and interpreting every bit of good luck as a triumph beyond the power of trumpets to tell --- a token of the intense interest taken by the Almighty in His favourite child --- this course of conduct, though its more reasonable practitioners are ready to admit that it is rant and rubbish, is pursued as part of a calculated policy. They are ready to fool themselves in order to take advantage of the stimulating effect of optimism. The other side of the medal is this: when any man points to any fact that shakes this opium serenity, checks…

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1912 · PDF PAGE 116

Mortadello

…of bronze ! O glades of green ! O Gods and Jinn that hide within the honied bead ! All pride and prize of all life lies within one seed. Take it and wish ! I swear the word shall be fulfilled ! [She offers the hashish potion. MORTADELLO. Then this dog’s life of man and wife—— 1ST MASK. Oh, strife be stilled ! 2ND MASK. My lord, consider. MORTADELLO. What ? Who beards me, balks me ? ALESSANDRO. I Beseech your Highness. MORTADELLO. Well ! MONICA. Oh let me prophesy !

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1913 · PDF PAGE 94

Book 4 (Part II)

…rse, and she found all except his sacred lingam, which was not found until quite recently {vide Fuller, "The Star in the West "). Let us take another example from this rich storehouse of magick lore.

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1926 · PDF PAGE 9

Liber Al vel Legis

… are means and means. Be goodly therefore : dress ye all in fine apparel; eat rich foods and drink sweet wines and wines that foam! Also, take your fill and will of love as ye will, When,Where and with whom ye will '. But always unto me. 52. If this be not aright; if ye confound the space-marks, saying: They are one; or saying, They are many; if the ritual be not ever unto 9

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1928 · PDF PAGE 175

Little Poems in Prose

…be those who wander solitary in the winding ra- vines of great cities or those who say to the hopeless man with blinking, soulful eyes, “Take

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1909 · PDF PAGE 15

Clouds Without Water

I] Save death alone! I see no happy end, No happy end for this divine beginning. Child! let us front a fate too ill to mend, Take joy in suffering for the sake of sinning. Ay! from your lips I pluck the purple seed Of that pomegranate sleek Persephone Tasted in hell; the irrevocable deed I do, and it is done. Naught else could be For us, the chosen of so severe a god To act so high a tragedy, the elect To suffer so, and so rejoice, the rod And scourge ofourown shame, thegilt and decked Oxen that go to our own sacrifice At our own consecrated sh…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 194

The Winged Beetle

…ghter of Shakespeare’s country. I am sure the Bacon imbroglio was a con- summate practical joke on somebody’s part. As I see the joke, I take no side in the controversy ! But we should look on the bright side of things ! [Pompously.] Poor Uncle Henry, dead and turned to clay, May feed the Beans that keep the Bile away. Oh that whom all the world did once ignore Should purge a peer or ease an emperor ! EUPHEMIA. But where is the bright side of our love ? CARR. Why, our love ! EUPHEMIA. Cannot you, cannot you understand ? CARR. Not unless you tel…

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1912 · PDF PAGE 95

Mortadello

…nd the cross, What, shall His servants burn to avenge some paltry loss ? For shame, good Mother ! Duke, I beg to speak with you. I would take counsel with you how to quell this brew Of witches’ storm. Mount hither, I beseech you ! Friends, God will instruct us yet how all the turmoil ends. Wait here, and pray for me, that wisdom may inform My helmsman to ride through the centre of the storm ! MORTADELLO. Princess, you earn my thanks, even as you break my pride. I will speak with you, shamed. I would that I had died There at the hands of the mob…

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1912 · PDF PAGE 119

Mortadello

…O. God ! God ! the foam of stars ! the towers of iron ! the stairs ! The crested comb of demon powers that flares and flares ! The devil take the toasured louse ! I’ll trim his tail ! For God’s sake get thee to thy house, unruly snail ! Why are those eyes so black and big ? That mouth so sharp ? I see the skies : they dance a jig to David’s harp. Boo ! Boo ! She’s fled, the poisonous bitch, livid and lean. And when I wed the crazy witch, God came between. Oh ! there are miles between her skin and my good sword ! Seal up her smiles, and thrust i…

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