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John Alford . Lo, when it shall happen that I am like to die , I shall take me to the top of a mighty mountain at the time of the low sun, And I shall look across the valleys that I have known And shall see the hills that are against me bathed in gold light. And I shall be glad of life, and that the time has come when I may know her whom I have so long desired . And when the sun is no more , my body shall be blown to the four corners of the earth . But I shall be free to mingle with her whom I love . I shall be one for ever with the uttermost p…
1913 · PDF PAGE 208
…loudy Underworld. Oh! in the key of blue my lyre is tuned To the threefold mystery. O wandering stars! O lonely lights! The mysteries of time Fade and grow pale before the eternal cry! Light! Light! The doom of time is thrown to the winds— And I have set the secret wide and still In the heart of thee, my Mother; I have known The incarnate miracle of the birth of man, The twin of Time, the heir of the gods’ debauch ; The shedder of the raiment of the loom Whereon are woven birth and life and death. Yea! Is revealed the Sword, the eye of light! H…
1913 · PDF PAGE 208
…loudy Underworld. Oh! in the key of blue my lyre is tuned To the threefold mystery. O wandering stars! O lonely lights! The mysteries of time Fade and grow pale before the eternal cry! Light! Light! The doom of time is thrown to the winds— And I have set the secret wide and still In the heart of thee, my Mother; I have known The incarnate miracle of the birth of man, The twin of Time, the heir of the gods’ debauch ; The shedder of the raiment of the loom Whereon are woven birth and life and death. Yea! Is revealed the Sword, the eye of light! H…
1919 · PDF PAGE 377
…aya body, one can hang the Dharmakaya body in one’s magical wardrobe, with a few camphor-balls to keep the moths out, and put it on from time to time when feeling in need of re- freshment. In fact, one who is helping humanity is con- stantly in need of a wash and brush-up from time to time. There is nothing quite so contaminating as humanity, espe- cially Theosophists, as Mme. Blavatsky herself discovered. But the best of all lustrations is death, in which all things unessential to progress are burned up. The plan is much better than that of th…
1898 · PDF PAGE 39
CONTRA CONJUGIUM T. B. B. 33 Now, shall thy life with joy be filled ? At thine own time shalt thou rejoice ? At thine own choice ? “ I gave thee life, I gave thee youth, Four seasons fair, for love the same, Health, strength and comeliness—forsooth, And thou hast quenched my holy flame, And scorned my name ! “ I gave thee life, life passeth by ; I gave thee youth, that youth is fled. Thinkst thou that I will fructify Now, at thine own good time, thy dead And barren bed ? “ How worship me, yet break my laws ? Art thou a God ? Didst thou devise T…
1903 · PDF PAGE 4
INTRODUCTION BY THE EDITOR. Yokohama, April, 1901. It has often been pointed out how strange are the prophecies made from time to time by writers of what purports to be merely fiction. Of all the remarkable tales with which Mr. R. Kipling has delighted the world, none is more striking than that of McIntosh Jellaludin and his mysterious manuscript. And now, only a few years after reading that incredible tale, I myself, at Yokohama, come across a series of circum- stances wonderfully analogous. But I will truth- fully set down this history just a…
1911 · PDF PAGE 107
THE SCORPION LAYLAH. Lord Bishop, I have heard that phrase thrice in three score years. The first time a man used it to destroy a child : the second time a child used it to murder her brother; this time you use it to torture and burn an honourable adversary. BISHOP. Child of the devil, you blaspheme, Be silent! On the first count, guilty. [Several JUDGES, hut uot R1NALDo,echo “ Guilty.” Through- out this same RINALDO sits absolutely sileut amt motionless, except that how and theu he makes a gesture of weg;/iners and z'mþatz'eme. THE CLERK. Second…
1911 · PDF PAGE 107
THE SCORPION LAYLAH. Lord Bishop, I have heard that phrase thrice in three score years. The first time a man used it to destroy a child : the second time a child used it to murder her brother; this time you use it to torture and burn an honourable adversary. BISHOP. Child of the devil, you blaspheme, Be silent! On the first count, guilty. [Several JUDGES, hut uot R1NALDo,echo “ Guilty.” Through- out this same RINALDO sits absolutely sileut amt motionless, except that how and theu he makes a gesture of weg;/iners and z'mþatz'eme. THE CLERK. Second…
1909 · PDF PAGE 57
…ndivisible point which hath no points nor parts nor magnitude. Nor indeed hath it position, being beyond space. Nor hath it existence in time, for it is beyond Time. Nor hath it cause or effect, seeing that its Universe is infinite every way, and partakethnot of these our conceptions. I. So wrote οὗμὴthe Exempt Adept, and the laughter of the Masters of the Temple abashed him not. 2. Nor was he ashamed, hearing the laughter of the little dogs of hell. 3. For he abode in his place, and his false- hood was truth in his place. 4. The little dogs can…
1954 · PDF PAGE 302
COINCIDENCE 269 and no other person, in this room, and no other room, at this time, and no other time. How did that come about?" The answer to that question is the first entry in your Magical Diary: and, with a slightly different object in view, the first step in the practice of Liber Thisharb and the acquisition of Magical Memory. Why, hang it all; the events of the last hour, even, might have gone just an infinitesimally little bit different, and the interview would not have taken place as it did. Consider then, that factors stretching back i…
1906 · PDF PAGE 119
…astly robe; Bewildered wills and faiths grown old and rotten And deeds undared his sceptre, sword, and globe. Keep us, O Mary maid, What time the King-Ghost goes arrayed ! The Hell-Wind whistles through his plumeless pinions; Clanks all that melancholy host of bones; Fate’s principalities and Death’s dominions Echo the drear discord, the tuneless tones. Keep us, dear God, from ill, What time the Hell-Wind whistles shrill. The King-Ghost hath no music but their rattling ; No scent but death’s grown faint and fugitive; No light but this their lep…
1902 · PDF PAGE 5
TANNHAUS!ER A STORY OF ALL TIME BY ALEISTER CROWLEY @ LONDON KEGAN PAUL, TRENCH, TRUBNER & CO. Ltp. PATERNOSTER HOUSE, CHARING CROSS ROAD 1902
1929 · PDF PAGE 250
…t because it is busy and noisy and dirty and dark and sordid, ad so on, but because it is so pettily provincial. I live in a city beyond time and space; how much more beyond the ticking centuries and the itching inches of London! I have accustomed myself so long to look at the universe as a while that its parts have become imperceptible. When I am reminded of them, it is like being reminded of one's eye by getting a fly in it. That is what I mean when I say that London gives me a pain. I was very glad to be back in Boleskine. I had no particula…
1901 · PDF PAGE 126
… Unutterable Light. Steady of purpose, girt with Truth, I pass, in my eternal youth, And watch the centuries wax and wane : Untouched by Time’s corroding tooth, Silent, immortal, unprofane ! My empire changes not with time. Men’s kingdom's cadent as a rhyme Move me as waves that rise and fall. They are the parts, that crash or climb, I only comprehend the All. I sit, as God must sit ; I reign. Redemption from the threads of pain I weave, until the veil be drawn. I burn the chaff, I glean the grain ; In silence I await the dawn.
1913 · PDF PAGE 245
…ge dreams that ever flow, yet flow amiss The while a slow voice whispers : “‘ This, perchance then ruts!” Yet never comes the right one. Time is ended. Time.and Eternity with Fate have blended 207
1913 · PDF PAGE 245
…ge dreams that ever flow, yet flow amiss The while a slow voice whispers : “‘ This, perchance then ruts!” Yet never comes the right one. Time is ended. Time.and Eternity with Fate have blended 207
1905 · PDF PAGE 1
…terms of half-profts - 5. The competition. is open to all the world, Comptting essays mast be written in 6, Essays may be sent in at any time vp to August 1905. The time may be extended i “no suitable essay has ben received up to that date 7- Competitors will ot be kept fn suspense. Any essay sent in wll be read at once, and returned within Steen days if unsuitable. Incase of any competitor requiting more time than that allowed, itis open to him to forward part of hi MS, to the Secretary, when i his work shows promise of succes, he will be acor…
1905 · PDF PAGE 71
…e voice of my voices Uncalled and unheard, No song that rejoices Of beast or of bird, No sound of my children sublime, But the spirit of time. Fear is his name, Nor flickers nor dies His blackening flame. Beware, were thou wise! Not him shalt thou hail from the dusk with thy breath ; His name—it is Death! | My seasons and years, Shalt thou traffic with these? Art thou Fate? Are her shears Asleep or at ease? Though Time were no more than the shape of thy glass— Beware! let him pass! ORPHEUS Not these do I fear, O Earth, for their peace. I cry ti…
1911 · PDF PAGE 159
…n 1 I am weary Of all things; let me sleep my life away! The breast 01 Fate is pregnant with despair Got on her by the piercing shaft of Time. Ah ! Unborn child of Fate and Time, I am weary Of them that gave thee birth. Shall I love thee? O darling, wilt thou come to me in the silence, Saying : I hear the mystery 01 Time, And the secret of Fate? I know not yet, but surely Thou shalt know of the Rose, the Rose, the Rose of the world ; With thee shall I bear the chalice of blood-tipped lilies, The chalice of red, sweet lilies under the moon ? But…
1911 · PDF PAGE 159
…n 1 I am weary Of all things; let me sleep my life away! The breast 01 Fate is pregnant with despair Got on her by the piercing shaft of Time. Ah ! Unborn child of Fate and Time, I am weary Of them that gave thee birth. Shall I love thee? O darling, wilt thou come to me in the silence, Saying : I hear the mystery 01 Time, And the secret of Fate? I know not yet, but surely Thou shalt know of the Rose, the Rose, the Rose of the world ; With thee shall I bear the chalice of blood-tipped lilies, The chalice of red, sweet lilies under the moon ? But…