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1912 · PDF PAGE 231

The Equinox (Volume I, Number VIII)

…e and below the symbols :3 and vj. Working and constructive force, building up, creation, erection; realization and increase of material things; gain in commercial transactions, rank; increase of substance, influ— ence, cleverness in business, selfishness. Commencement of matters to be established later. Narrow and prejudiced. Keen in matters of gain; sometimes given to seeking after impossibilities. Binah of?ה (Business, paid employment, commercial transaction). Herein are?היוהיand?היחתלAngelic Rulers. XXXVI II THE LORD OF EARTHLY POWER Four af …

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1929 · PDF PAGE 179

Moonchild

…l for dressing herself strangely; another day she would insist upon a masque or a charade; but she took no true pleasure in any of these things. Cyril Grey was assiduous in meeting her desires; [253] there were but two prohibitions left of all the elaborate restrictions of the second stage of the experiment; she might not be unduly intimate with him, and she might not in any way communicate with the outside world. In other words, the citadel and the ramparts must be kept intact; between these was a wide range for whim. Yet she was not content; …

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1909 · PDF PAGE 335

The Equinox (Volume I, Number I)

… is my crest Than thine—and nowI pierce thee, veil of mist! Even as an arrow from the war-bow springs I leap—my life is set with loftier things. I match, &c. Samecu (and the crossing of the Path of Pe) Now swift, thou azure shaft of fading fire, Pierce through the rainbow! Swift, O swift! how streams The world by! Let Sandalphon and his quire Of Angels ward me! Ho! what planet beams This angry ray? Thy swords, thy shields, thy spears! Thy chariots and thy horsemen, Lord! Showered spheres Of meteors war and blaze; but I am I, Horus himself, the …

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1909 · PDF PAGE 335

The Equinox (Volume I, Number II)

… is my crest Than thine—and nowI pierce thee, veil of mist! Even as an arrow from the war-bow springs I leap—my life is set with loftier things. I match, &c. Samecu (and the crossing of the Path of Pe) Now swift, thou azure shaft of fading fire, Pierce through the rainbow! Swift, O swift! how streams The world by! Let Sandalphon and his quire Of Angels ward me! Ho! what planet beams This angry ray? Thy swords, thy shields, thy spears! Thy chariots and thy horsemen, Lord! Showered spheres Of meteors war and blaze; but I am I, Horus himself, the …

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1919 · PDF PAGE 202

The Equinox (Volume III, Number I)

…ower Of nature, as even the eagle’s eye Turns wearied from the sun, did I Fall from the conning-crag, that springs Above the Universe of Things, Into the dark impertinence Of the mirrored lies of sense. Yet, when I sought the stars to espy And ree the runes of destiny, Mine eyes their wonted office failed, So diligently God had veiled Me from myself! I could not hear The drone and rustle of the weir. No help in that world or in this! I was alone in the abyss. No Whence! no Whither! and no Why! Not even Who evokes reply. No vision and no voice r…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 402

Confessions of Aleister Crowley

…tified to my good faith, high-mindedness and honour. No man with a personal axe to grind would have done such frank, fearless, imprudent things. I had never been conciliatory; I had never been a flatterer or an opportunist. Brand himself was not more contemptuous of compromise. Such a man may be misguided, wrong-headed, a maker of mischief, but he must be sincere. It would have been seen at once that the beliefs and prejudices of men meant nothing to me, that my eyes were fixed on the enternal, my mind conscious only of God, and my heart wholly…

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1903 · PDF PAGE 20

The Star and the Garter

…th derides In vain; the indomitable will, Still burning in the spirit, guides Our hearts to truth ; we see, we know How foolish were the things he said, And answer in the afterglow How good it is that we are dead. Will you not come? Or, where the surf Beats on the coral, and the palm 18

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1904 · PDF PAGE 94

Why Jesus Wept

…ough of this ! Insistent Fates Bid me return to rhyming 8 s. I say what I have seen ill done In honest clean-lived Albion ; And if these things the green tree grows, What price the dry, my lords ? Who knows ? You say that I exaggerate ; That “ we are not as bad as that.” (Excuse the doubtful tag of verse !) Au contraire, you are vastly worse. I see the virtuous and the vicious, The sans reproche and the suspicious, All tarred with the same nasty tar,

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1910 · PDF PAGE 90

The Winged Beetle

80 ROSEMARY Unto the latter things, the destined doom, Ten years ago ! how blind and black the abyss ! How swept the springtide from the winter’s womb At the sharp summons of the swift strong kiss That rapt me up from the unfriendly earth Into the star-abodes of Salmacis, Bringing the soul that slept to sudden birth. O frenzy of flame that swept across the world In orgiastic opulence of mirth, And left me ever in His arms close curled, Never, O never ! to shrink back again, But (through all ruinous time violently hurled) Never to lose the stigm…

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1912 · PDF PAGE 20

Mortadello

…oiled and curled in a babe’s brain. LORENZO. Obeyed it His law when you discourse so airily thereon ? I think you make the source of all things—the Sorbonne ! ALESSANDRO. Well, the three years we spent were worth a score at home. LORENZO. I am glad enough we went ; but all roads lead to Rome. ALESSANDRO. All yours to sentiment ! Well, here we are at home. And nobody has blabbed the news your fervour feared. Which of our friends are stabbed, how long the Doge’s beard Has grown in these three years, the jovial old rogue ! What course his galley s…

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1928 · PDF PAGE 52

Little Poems in Prose

…om of the abyss under my feet. My soul seemed to me as vast and as pure as the cupula of the sky which covered me. The memory of earthly things reached my heart weakened and diminished, like the sound of the bells of the unseen cattle which were feeding far, very far, on the slope of the oppo- site mountain. Upon the small unstirred lake, black by reason of its immense depth, there passed sometimes the shadow of a cloud, as if it were the reflection of the cloak of some giant of the air that flew across the heaven, and I remember that this sole…

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1961 · PDF PAGE 33

Liber Aleph

…ysing the Consciousness into its Planes; and so for many others. But all these are, in our mystical Sense, Poisons; that is, we take two Things diverse and opposite, binding them together so that they are compelled to unite; and the Orgasm of each Marriage is an Ecstasy, the Lower dissolving in the Higher. n

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1961 · PDF PAGE 40

Liber Aleph

…infinitesimal and to be neglected. Lo! When the All is absorbed within the I, it is as if the I were absorbed within the All; for if two Things become wholly and indissolubly One Thing, there is no more Reason for Names, since Names are given to mark off one Thing from another. And this is that which is written in The Book of the Law: “. . . Let there be no difference made among you between any one thing & any other thing; for thereby there cometh hurt. But whoso availeth in this, let him be the chief of all!” l

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1961 · PDF PAGE 70

Liber Aleph

…dicitur ΠΑΝ (Of the Universal Comedy, which is called Pan) O, therefore, o my Son, count thyself happy when thou understandest all these Things, being one of those Beings (or By-comings) whom we call Philo- sophers. All is a never ending Play of Love wherein our Lady Nuit and her Lord Hadit rejoice; and every Part of the Play is Play. All pain is but sharp Sauce to the Dish of Pleasure; for it is the Nature of the Universe that hath devised this everlasting Banquet of Joy. And he that knoweth not this is necessary as an Ingredient even as thou …

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1905 · PDF PAGE 41

Collected Works (Vol. I)

… of the ‘*Sonnet to Sleep” of P. B. Marston, which Crowley had not at this time read. Whilst we may find in thee the secrets grey Of all things God would fain have hid for ever. IT, All things grow still before thine awful face. Now fails the lover’s sigh; Sleep’s angel clings About the children with her dreamy wings, And all the world is silent for a space. The waving of thy dusky plumes in heaven Alone breathes gentle music to mine ears, So that despair is fain to flee, and fear Cowers far away amid the shades of even. ‘* Hope,” is thy whispe…

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1906 · PDF PAGE 89

Collected Works (Vol. II)

…tle fragrance of regret? For me, at least, a pang of perfect grief? Had it been otherwise, I would be chief And drive her to abandon all things yet In mere despair, that by-and-by shall get Young comfort in a babe beyond belief. God would not curse and bless us to such measure; We were not sad enough nor glad enough! A little time of misery and pleasure ;. Pain strangling half the ecstasy thereof— Such all our gain, who gained the utmost treasure, Gift of the wizard wand and cup of love. THE FORTY-SEVENTH DAY. ‘*Thou ever young, fresh, lov’d, a…

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1899 · PDF PAGE 112

Jephthah and Other Mysteries

…d day by day and nights of starry blue; Nights when the sea would shake Like sunlight where the wake Was wonderful with flakes of living things That leapt for joy to feel The cold exultant keel Flash, and the white ship dip her woven wings ; Nights when the moon would hold Her lamp of whitest gold To see us on the poop together set With one desire, to be Alone upon the sea And touch soft hands, and hold white bosoms yet, And see in silent eyes More stars than all the skies Together hold within their limits gray, To watch the red lips move For s…

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1899 · PDF PAGE 21

Tale of Archais

…darling of the dawn, Slowly, and to his steps took little heed ; He came towards the pool, his god-wrought reed Shrilling dim visions of things glorious, And saw the maiden, that disported thus, And worshipped. Then in doubt he stood, grown white And wonderful, with passion’s perfect might Firing his veins and tingling in his brain, He stood and whitened, and waxed red again. His oat unheeded glanced beneath the wave, His eyes grew bright and burning, his lips clave— A sudden cry broke from him ; from the height His swift young body, like a ray…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 480

The Equinox (Volume I, Number III)

…all. He saw the Curse That wrapped in ruin the World primeval. He saw the unborn Universe, And all its gods coeval. He saw, and was, all things at once In Him that is ; he was the stars, The moons, the meteors, the suns, All in one net of triune bars; Inextricably one, inevitably one, Immeasurable, immutable, immense Beyond all the wonder that his soul had won By sense, in spite of sense, and beyond sense. “Praise God!” quoth Palamede, “ by this I attain the uttermost of bliss. . . . God’s wounds! but that I never sought. The Questing Beast I s…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 480

The Equinox (Volume I, Number IV)

…all. He saw the Curse That wrapped in ruin the World primeval. He saw the unborn Universe, And all its gods coeval. He saw, and was, all things at once In Him that is ; he was the stars, The moons, the meteors, the suns, All in one net of triune bars; Inextricably one, inevitably one, Immeasurable, immutable, immense Beyond all the wonder that his soul had won By sense, in spite of sense, and beyond sense. “Praise God!” quoth Palamede, “ by this I attain the uttermost of bliss. . . . God’s wounds! but that I never sought. The Questing Beast I s…

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