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Page 31 of 1001911 · PDF PAGE 171
…haz Levi, “Dogma and Ritual,” Cap. XIII,, so that he may manifest more wholly. Then let him dictate to two or three segregated mediums a long passage, or a long set 01 meaningless figures, and get so high a degree of agreement that hardly any doubt remains Or 11 anybody wants a really high evidential proof, let him get the proof of Fermat’s Last Theorem, which Fermat died without revealing, and which the united efforts of mathematicians have hitherto failed to discoverl ALEISTER CROWLEY. ιἓξ 163
1911 · PDF PAGE 171
…haz Levi, “Dogma and Ritual,” Cap. XIII,, so that he may manifest more wholly. Then let him dictate to two or three segregated mediums a long passage, or a long set 01 meaningless figures, and get so high a degree of agreement that hardly any doubt remains Or 11 anybody wants a really high evidential proof, let him get the proof of Fermat’s Last Theorem, which Fermat died without revealing, and which the united efforts of mathematicians have hitherto failed to discoverl ALEISTER CROWLEY. ιἓξ 163
1906 · PDF PAGE 38
… Orizaba. The drowsy cries of night birds, then the song Lovely and lovelorn in the listening vale, So wild and tender, swooping down in long Notes of despair, then lifting the low tale In golden notes to skyward in one throng Of clustered silver, so the nightingale Tunes the wild flute, as dryads he would gather To roof with music in the palace of the weather, With love despairing, dying as music dies ; With lost souls’ weeping, and the bitter muse Of such as lift their hearts in sacrifice On some strange cross, or shed Sicilian dews Over a sa…
1901 · PDF PAGE 23
…nt prayers, For Jesus’ voice. And I will never break The secret of his being to my boy Lest he despise me. This one reticence I think my long-drawn agony may earn, For I will do without a mother’s name If only I may keep a son’s love still! [ Exe. SPIRIT OF TRAGEDY. She will not break an oath so wisely sworn, Unlock her secret to disdain. Wisdom is hers—what angel need to warn ? Since angels only seek to gain That wisdom of the unprofane. All future happiness I surely see. I am the Soul of Tragedy! Enter ULRIC.
1910 · PDF PAGE 364
…fraid to scratch his head lest he should incommode his vermin, it is indeed a joy for a young and nameless author to be presented with a long sword by a cordial editor, with the injunction: “There, my lad, sweep away, never mind what you hit—I’ll stand the racket.” Whoosh! off we go. One, two, three—crash! What’s that? ‘“Aere perennius”? Or a perennial ass? Let us see—a very curious problem. A problem not to be solved by mere surface scraping. Well then? A thankless and invidious task it may seem to pierce deeper than the “wolf in Dr. Jaeger’s …
1910 · PDF PAGE 364
…fraid to scratch his head lest he should incommode his vermin, it is indeed a joy for a young and nameless author to be presented with a long sword by a cordial editor, with the injunction: “There, my lad, sweep away, never mind what you hit—I’ll stand the racket.” Whoosh! off we go. One, two, three—crash! What’s that? ‘“Aere perennius”? Or a perennial ass? Let us see—a very curious problem. A problem not to be solved by mere surface scraping. Well then? A thankless and invidious task it may seem to pierce deeper than the “wolf in Dr. Jaeger’s …
1928 · PDF PAGE 148
munched, devoured, swallowed, but with the lightest and most careless air in the world. She retained me long enough in ecstasy; she had a soft, dreamy, English, romantic way of saying, I am hungry. And she repeated these words day and night, showing the prettiest teeth in the world, which would have softened and enli- vened you at the same time. I might have made my fortune by showing her at fairs as the Polyphagous Wonder. I fed her well, and yet she left me. For a provision merchant, no doubt? Something of the sortan officer of commi…
1906 · PDF PAGE 41
THE TRIADS OF DESPAIR 35 Into their lustre as they move the light of all the sky. I am so faint for utter love I sigh and long to die. Far on the misty ocean’s verge flares out the Southern Cross, And the long billows on the marge of coral idly toss, This night of nights! lustre dusk or dim. Twin love-birds on the land complain, a wistful happy hymn. I turn my face toward the main: I laugh and dive and swim. The stars disdain a Now fronts me foaming all the light of surf- bound waters pent ; Now from the black breast of the night the Southern C…
1901 · PDF PAGE 109
…hat rocks and rolls Through desolation : “ Thou hast known my Name. What is thy purpose, Master of the Flame ? ” I made demand : through long appalling hours Stayed he to tempt and try my adamant Purpose : at last the legionary powers Behind him sank affrayed ; his visage lowers Less menacing : his head is turned aslant
1905 · PDF PAGE 130
…ter gone, After the bride’s night, lost in subtler snows Rosy with wifehood. Now the shallop glides On gloomier shadier tides, While the long hair of willows bent and kissed The stream, and drew its mist Up through their silent atmosphere. Some sorrow drawing near That slow, dark river would for sympathy Have found its home and never wandered out Into the sunlight any more. A sigh Stirred the pale waters where the moonlight stood Upon the sleepy flood In certain bough-wrought shapes of mystic meaning, As if the moon were weaning The king her ba…
1905 · PDF PAGE 143
…ll. The notes were clustered round the well Like angels clustering round a god. Let memory wake from its abode Of dim precision lost for long The grace and grandeur of the song! Who art thou, love, by what sweet name I quicken ? By whom, O love, my soul is subtly stricken? O Love, O Love, I linger On the dear word and know not any meaning, Nor why I chant; there is a whisper weaning My soul from depths I knew to depths I guess, Centred in two words only: ‘“‘ Love” and “ Yes.” What lyrist’s gentle finger Strikes out a note, a key, a chord unhear…
1912 · PDF PAGE 19
…e hear nothing of Christ between the ages of twelve and thirty. Mohammed disappeared into a cave. Buddha left his palace, and went for a long while into the desert. Each of them, perfectly silent up to the time of the dis- appearance, came back and immediately began to preach a new law. This is so curious that it leaves us to inquire whether the histories of other great teachers contradict or confirm. Moses led a quiet lifeuntil his slaying of the Egyptian. He then
1907 · PDF PAGE 178
…ain Of the marred lives: I meditate awhile Not on the mere light of the girl, the smile Deepening down to the extremest kiss; Not of the long joys of the little isle Set in Ionian waters, where the years Passed, one long passion, too divine for tears, Too deep for laughter: but on that divine Sense beyond sense, the shadow of the spheres Lost in the all-pervading light of love: That bliss all passion and all praise above ; Impersonal, that fervour of the shrine Changed to pure peace that had its substance of
1929 · PDF PAGE 137
…ow, or would not tell, its meaning. As the iridiscent galaxy in which she was floating gradually faded, she became aware that she was no longer in the wood, but in a strange city. It was crowded with men and women, of many a race and colour. In front of her was a small house, very poor and squalid, in whose doorway an old man was sitting. A long staff was by his side, leaning against the door; and at his feet was a lantern — was it a lantern? It was more like the opposite of one; for in the full daylight it burned, and shed forth rays of darkne…
1898 · PDF PAGE 12
…au is handy to call everything outside the kitchen the asy- lum. Here, however, there is a substratum of truth. Consider the intolerable long roll of names, all tainted with glorious madness. Baudelaire the diabolist, debauchee of sadism, whose dreams are night mares, and whose waking hours delirium ; Rollinat the necro- phile, the poet of phthisis, the anxiomaniac ; Péladan, the high priest—of nonsense ; Mendés, frivolous and scoffing sensualist ; besides a host of others, most alike in this, that, below the cloak of madness and depravity, the…
1905 · PDF PAGE 100
Long, tender, rays of night ; my subtle face Burns through the sky-dusk, lightens, fills, and flashes With solemn joy and laughter of love; the grace Of all my body swaying stoops and dashes Swift to the daisy’s dawn of love: and swiftest, O spirit of man, when unto me thou liftest! Dawn shakes the molten fire of my delight From the fine flower and fragrance of my tresses! Sunset bids darken all my body’s light, Mixing its music with the sad caresses Of the whole world: I wheel in wingless flight Through lampless space, the starless wildernesse…
1907 · PDF PAGE 161
LIBER PRIMUS VEL CARMINUM 155 Long called to in the forest, on the mountain, Reached after in the fountain, Grasped in the slumberous sea, And yet, ever, aye, ever! escaping me! g But here where the wise pen And silver cadences outrunning song, And clear sweet clean-chiselled English, sharp and strong, Of the one man! among the latter men Who lived with Nature, saw her face to face, And died not : here in this consummate place, Immortal now, though the Antarctic sent Its mightiest coldest wave and rose and rent The coral and annihilated land, O…
1929 · PDF PAGE 559
… her to lunch at Lavenue's several times, and introduced her to some of my friends. I saw in the first few minutes that her life was one long pang. She had nothing to look back upon with pleasure or any hope for the future. Her face told the tale. The skin was dry, wrinkled and jaundiced; the thin lips were compressed with constant bitterness. Her intelligence was sufficient to tell her what was wrong. She had never known freedom. She had been robbed of her soul so that her masters might have a machine they could trust not to play any trick. Th…
1905 · PDF PAGE 222
…r who is rotten: from the face Of earth shall fail the misbegotten, root and race } And the fair country unto them again I give, Whom in long exile men contemn: for they shall live.” Yea, they shall live! Amen! And I Give praise, and close mine eyes, cover my face, and laugh—and die. Her breath I take The Celtic race! “CARMEN SAECULARE.,” ‘*T prophesy, with feet upon a grave, Of death cast out, and life devouring death. Of freedom, though all manhood were one slave ; Of truth, though all the world were har; of love, That time nor hate can raze …
1901 · PDF PAGE 90
…ave together! How we strained caresses! How the swooning limbs sank fainting on the sward! For the fiery dart raged fiercer; in excesses Long restrained, it cried, “ Behold! I am the Lord!” O Madonna of the Golden Eyes! Yes, we sat with modest eyes and murmuring lips Downcast at the table, while the husband drank his wine. So thy sly, slow hand stretched furtively; there slips Deadly in his throat the poison draught divine! O Madonna of the Golden Eyes! Then we left his carcase with the stealthy tread Reverent, in presence of the silent place; …