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1905 · PDF PAGE 64

Orpheus

…n heaven of festal song. We shake and glisten in the sun, we see The very soul and majesty of thee Thrill in the lyre and leave the lazy long Notes for crisp magic of sharp rustling sound, And thy life quickens and thy loves abound, Listening the answer of our dancing throng. Joy, sleep, peace, laughter, thought, remembrance, came Even at our prelude, a death-quickening flame, And earth rejoiced throughout to hear Demeter’s name. We come, in bass deep-swelling, rocks and caves, A hollow roar across the golden waves Hidden in islands set deep in…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 36

Confessions of Aleister Crowley

…to exercise his natural rights with impunity, and incidentally to wrong a woman for whom he had nothing but the friendliest feelings. As long as sexual relations are complicated by religious, social and financial considerations, so long will they cause all kinds of cowardly, dishonourable and disgusting behaviour. When war conditions imposed artificial restraint on the sister appetite of hunger, decent citizens began to develop all kinds of loathsome trickery. Men and women will never behave worthily as long as current morality interferes with …

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1929 · PDF PAGE 245

Confessions of Aleister Crowley

…nothing of it. But this beetle attracted my attention at once. I had never seen anything like it before. It was about an inch and a half long and had a single horn nearly as long as itself. The horn ended in a small sphere suggestive of an eye. From the moment, for about a fortnight, there was an absolute plague of these beetles. They were not merely in the house, they were on the rocks, {408} in the gardens, by the sacred spring, everywhere! But I never saw one outside the estate. I sent a specimen to London by the experts were unable to ident…

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1899 · PDF PAGE 7

The Honourable Adulterers

LYRICAL AND DRAMATIC. 121 So verily long time I rode afar. My course was lighted by some gloomy star That boded evil, that I would not shun, But rather welcome, as the storm the sun, Lowering and red, a hurtful avatar, Whose fatal forehead like itself is dun. It was no wonder when the second day Showed me a city on the desert way, Whose brazen gates.were open, where within _ I saw a statue for a sign of sin, And saw the people come to it and pray, Before its mouth set open for a gin. And seeing me, a clamour rose among — Their dwarfish crowds, …

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1912 · PDF PAGE 204

The Equinox (Volume I, Number VII)

…and rests on a small golden or brazen altar ornamented with rams’ heads and with Flames of Fire leaping from it Her left hand leans on a long and heavy club, swelling at the lower end, where the sigil is placed; and it has flames of fire leaping from it the whole way down; but the flames are ascending This club or torch is much longer than that carried by the King or Queen Beneath her firmly placed feet are leaping Flames of Fire. Brilliance, courage, beauty, force, sudden in anger or love, desire of power, enthusiasm, revenge. If ill dignified, she…

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1912 · PDF PAGE 204

The Equinox (Volume I, Number VIII)

…and rests on a small golden or brazen altar ornamented with rams’ heads and with Flames of Fire leaping from it Her left hand leans on a long and heavy club, swelling at the lower end, where the sigil is placed; and it has flames of fire leaping from it the whole way down; but the flames are ascending This club or torch is much longer than that carried by the King or Queen Beneath her firmly placed feet are leaping Flames of Fire. Brilliance, courage, beauty, force, sudden in anger or love, desire of power, enthusiasm, revenge. If ill dignified, she…

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1913 · PDF PAGE 63

Book 4 (Part II)

…driver. Some attain it, and remain there all their lives. But in the majority of cases the Understanding grows faster than the Will, and long before the boy is in a position to attain his wish he has already forgotten it. In other cases the Understanding never grows beyond a certain point, and the Will persists without intelligence. The business man (for example) has wished for ease and comfort, and to this end goes daily to his office and slaves under a more cruel taskmaster than the meanest of the workmen in his pay; he decides to retire, and…

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1906 · PDF PAGE 28

Collected Works (Vol. II)

…e is fuller in thine adoration. Thine image holds its god-appointed station. Lycian, listen ! My prayers more eloquent than olden chants Long since grown dumb on the soft forgetful airs— My lips are loud to herald thee: my prayers Keener to follow. I do aspire, as thy long sunbeam slants Upon my crown ; I do aspire to thee As no man yet—I am in ecstasy! Hear me, Apollo! My chant wakes elemental flakes of light Flashing along the sandal-footed? floor. All listening spirits answer and adore Thee, the amazing ! 1 Strewn with sandalwood (?)

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1899 · PDF PAGE 143

Jephthah and Other Mysteries

LYRICAL AND DRAMATIC. 121 So verily long time I rode afar. My course was lighted by some gloomy star That boded evil, that I would not shun, But rather welcome, as the storm the sun, Lowering and red, a hurtful avatar, Whose fatal forehead like itself is dun. It was no wonder when the second day Showed me a city on the desert way, Whose brazen gates.were open, where within _ I saw a statue for a sign of sin, And saw the people come to it and pray, Before its mouth set open for a gin. And seeing me, a clamour rose among — Their dwarfish crowds, …

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1912 · PDF PAGE 86

Mortadello

…aren’t content to leave Things quiet. GOVERNOR. Well, they won’t. Look, here’s a lunatic ! Christ ! with a lamb smeared red to wave on a long stick ! Enter on canal a gondola, with a man on its bow waving a flag. THE GONDOLIER. The martyred maiden ! Men of Venice, mark me well ! The Angel of the City’s murdered in her cell ! [The gondola hastens onward. GOVERNOR. What next ? The fools ! I wish I knew why it’s allowed. I’d string the devils up in a row ! ALESSANDRO. Here comes the crowd ! GOVERNOR. So much for bathing ! Off, my Sandro, or they’l…

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1928 · PDF PAGE 61

Little Poems in Prose

…ce. It is there that we much go and live, it is there that we must go and die. Yes, it is there that we must go and breathe, dream, make long the hours by rea- son of the infinity of sensations that they hold; a musician has written, “Will you dance with me?”; who will compose “Will you come with me?” That one may offer it to the beloved one, the soul’s sister! Yes, it is in this atmosphere that life is good—down there, where the slower hours contain more thoughts, where the clocks strike happiness with a deeper, a more meaning so- lemnity. Upo…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 66

Orpheus

…s lie Great lakes: our voices hardly rise, but die In the cold streams of air: shallow and deep: Leagues by the thousand, dells a minute long; All we are children of the mighty throng That cluster where the mountains fail, and sleep 67

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1929 · PDF PAGE 71

Moonchild

… work — as if this were victory and not defeat. "I tell you that you will never do anything yourself, still less anything for others, so long as you rely on women. This victory of the woman's is only the chance resultant of a chaos of emotional states. She's in it for the fun of the thing; she's not even an artist; she's merely the female of the species; and I do not alleviate the situation by one further precision — your species!" "Are women no use? Why were they made?" asked Cyril, angry He did not know that his question was prompted by a des…

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1912 · PDF PAGE 9

Mortadello

…leged ’15—and (here is the En- chantment) enough of it not to care any more whether I liked it or not. This with the coffee, and a cigar long enough to last through the scene that I was writing. If there is any imperfection in this scene—the third of the Third Act—it is either the fault of the Veuve Clicquot, or my own fault. This went on very well for a while, and then fresh trouble arose. The Giaconda was stolen from the Louvre, and my thoughts were turned for the fraction of an aeon to Lionardo when the Devil sent a young lady (from the soli…

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1912 · PDF PAGE 343

The Equinox (Volume I, Number VII)

…t?רוהט םיליפכ [Fullywritten only? `(בפװװפ in Num, xiii. 33]? Left-handed Svastika, drawn on the 221 square of ὃgiven by Agrippa. Cf. 23x Long?ךרא Angel of » s.?לאקבמ 2 2 2 Urias?הירוא "Unto the Place,"לא ?םוקמה [Exi xxiii zo] Whileness ΠἼἸἸΠ Goodly mountainרה ?בוט [Ex iii, 25] Now, already; K‘bar, “the?רבכ river Kliebar ”; Day Demon of yd Dec. I will chase 7mm ?וז223 224 Male (Ch.)?רבד Walk, journey; The PATH?ךרד Principia emanandi?יקקןה

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1912 · PDF PAGE 343

The Equinox (Volume I, Number VIII)

…t?רוהט םיליפכ [Fullywritten only? `(בפװװפ in Num, xiii. 33]? Left-handed Svastika, drawn on the 221 square of ὃgiven by Agrippa. Cf. 23x Long?ךרא Angel of » s.?לאקבמ 2 2 2 Urias?הירוא "Unto the Place,"לא ?םוקמה [Exi xxiii zo] Whileness ΠἼἸἸΠ Goodly mountainרה ?בוט [Ex iii, 25] Now, already; K‘bar, “the?רבכ river Kliebar ”; Day Demon of yd Dec. I will chase 7mm ?וז223 224 Male (Ch.)?רבד Walk, journey; The PATH?ךרד Principia emanandi?יקקןה

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1924 · PDF PAGE 9

An Open Letter to Lord Beaverbook

…s correct in claiming the event as the reward of his lies. The result was to reduce Mr. Crowley, who was convalescent at the time from a long and dangerous illness, to absolute destitution. At seven days’ notice he was torn from his family, his library, and all the resources of his craft, and obligated to live in North Africa, from hand to mouth, with his life work indefinitely suspended and maimed. It was more than ever impossible for him to refute efficiently the lies of the Sunday Express. 7. Circumstances led to my undertaking the task of c…

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1939 · PDF PAGE 35

Eight Lectures on Yoga

…ailed to convey the full meaning of this. The fact is that words are entirely unsuitable. The complete and joyous awakening from the lifelong and unbroken nightmare of physical discomfort is impossible to describe. 21. The results and mastery of Asana are of use not only in the course of attainment of Yoga, but in the most ordinary affairs of life. At any time when fatigued, you have only to assume your Asana, and you are completely rested. It is as if the attainment of the mastery has worn down all those possibilities of physical pain which ar…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 105

Oracles

…s desire. 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 soul’s weeping, and the bitter muse Of such as lift their hearts in sacrifice On some strange cross, or shed Sicillian dews Over a s…

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1913 · PDF PAGE 226

The Equinox (Volume I, Number IX)

…under the star-lit night: Love's lamp guides lonely pilgrims on their way. My staff hath flowered with love’s immortal Rose; And I, that long be excommunicate, At early noon wait till the gates unclose: I loll in the sunshine at the Eastern gate.

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