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1912 · PDF PAGE 341

The Equinox (Volume I, Number VIII)

…קידצ Day Demon of :"** Dec.ראבא ?'זי Splendrous?ךרא zo: 202 203 204 205 Mighty; hero?רבג Mountain?רה Assembly; area?אררא Hail?ךרב Spake; word; cloud?רבד They of the World `ימ ?םלוע ut, a scorpion?בארגא Lord of the Universeחרא ?םלוע Light, Cf. 9 and u. Aur is?רוא the balanced Light of open day Limitlessןיא ?ףוס Ate?הרב Walled, fenced?ררג That which curs. [Vide no. 607]?רבה The Elders. [Dent xxi, rg]?םינקז Melt, fuse?קקז The Crown of the Ark?ךז Grow great?הבר Feather?הרבא A cistern?ךךב Bowed?רהנ To make strife, contend?הרג Hagar?רנה To kill mn Ab…

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1913 · PDF PAGE 180

The Equinox (Volume I, Number IX)

…f the garden, and the night-wind blows Around me still, ah, Rose, my Rose! From thee the wind-borne breezes float: From thee! the secret word, the note On the lips of a dying god, pierced through By the spear of Dawn. Is Dawn still new, Now thou art faded in the gloom ? Now thou art lost in death and doom? I know not yet; nor shall I know Till thou art faded quite, and snow

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1913 · PDF PAGE 180

The Equinox (Volume I, Number X)

…f the garden, and the night-wind blows Around me still, ah, Rose, my Rose! From thee the wind-borne breezes float: From thee! the secret word, the note On the lips of a dying god, pierced through By the spear of Dawn. Is Dawn still new, Now thou art faded in the gloom ? Now thou art lost in death and doom? I know not yet; nor shall I know Till thou art faded quite, and snow

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1961 · PDF PAGE 58

Liber Aleph

…EPH VEL CXI 46 As De Virtute Audendi (Of the Virtue of Daring) ET this I charge thee with my Might: Live Danger- ously. Was not this the Word of thine Uncle Friedrich Nietzsche? Thy meanest Foe is the Inertia of the Mind. Men do hate most those things which touch them closely, and they fear Light, and persecute the Torchbearers. Do thou therefore analyse most fully all those Ideas which Men avoid; for the Truth shall dissolve Fear. Rightly indeed Men say that the Unknown is terrible; but wrongly do they fear lest it become the Known. Moreover, …

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1961 · PDF PAGE 161

Liber Aleph

…, that I may the more easily reflect thereon. Thou art but a Pretext for my Action, and a Focus for my Light. Nevertheless heed these my Words, for they shall profit thee, thou being of Age responsible in Judgment, and free in the Law of Thelema. Thus thou mayst read or no, concur or no, as thou wilt. Have I not tutored thee in the way of the Balance, or of Antithesis, shewing thee the art of Contra- diction, whereby thou dost accept no Word save as the Victor in thy mind over its opposites, nay more, as the Child transcendental of a Marriage o…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 168

Collected Works (Vol. III)

…oken In this one horror where a man may fall. I am alive, and live not: I am dead, And die not: on my desolated head No dew may drop, no word of God be spoken, None heard, if by some chance some word be said. The wheels of Fate are over me; quite crushed Lies my pale body where her body blushed, Quite dead! there is no single sob that stirs, No pulse of blood of all that filled and flushed Her cheek and mine, her breast and mine: and lo! How sunset’s bloom is faded on the snow ! There is no Jaugh of all those laughs of hers, Those tender thrill…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 9

Rosa Decidua

…w. It has been like a secret cancer, Forcing all servants of the life to give Their work to the usurper ; all its themes assail The main word Life ; they build their archipelago Of poison in each sea where life was holy. Their questions have no answer, But all’s converted to the abominable Soul-sickening thing that one is tied to. This is I Just as God in His Nature, wholly Involved therein, its tune, its motive, its quintessence. There were no meaning in Spring’s aspen spell, Where man’s sole treasury, the sky, Made bankrupt of His presence. O…

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1906 · PDF PAGE 126

Collected Works (Vol. II)

…r unto son it flees, An awful heritage of woe. Wives feel its cancerous prodigies Invade their wombs; the children know ' The inexpiable word, exhaust Not by a tenfold holocaust. Thus let mankind abase in fear Their hearts, nor sacrilege profane ‘The awful slumber of the seer, The dread adytum of the fane; Nor gain the mockery of a fleece, Losing reality of peace. Hail to wild Ares! Men, rejoice That He can thus avenge his shrine ! One solemn cadence of that voice Peal through the ages, shake the spine Of very Time, and plunge success False-win…

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1909 · PDF PAGE 31

Clouds Without Water

…hey would peer into beatitude. I am barred from the incalculable bliss, The unutterable chrism, the soul’s food, Of you, your gaze, your word, your touch, your kiss O Gods, Fates, Fiends — whoever plays the Pope ! Lift up your curse — leave me not without hope! IT] My soul is like the savage upland plains Of utmost wretchedness in Tartary. No strength of sun, no fertilizing rains! Only a bitter wind, intense and dry, Cuts over them. Hardly the memory stands Of one who travels there ; his pain forgets The golden bliss of all those other lands Wh…

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1909 · PDF PAGE 10

The Holy Books

Isa, the sufferer; Hoor in his secret name and splendour is the Lord initiating. 50. There is a word to say about the Hierophantic task. Behold! there are three ordeals in one, and it may be given in three ways. The gross must pass through fire; let the fine be tried in intellect, and the lofty chosen ones in the highest! Thus ye have star and star, system and system: let not one know well the other! 51. There are four gates to one palace; the floor of that palace is of silver and gold; lapis—lazuli and jasper are there; and all rare scents; jasmi…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 146

The Winged Beetle

…w. It has been like a secret cancer, Forcing all servants of the life to give Their work to the usurper ; all its themes assail The main word Life ; they build their archipelago Of poison in each sea where life was holy. Their questions have no answer, But all’s converted to the abominable Soul-sickening thing that one is tied to. This is I Just as God in His Nature, wholly Involved therein, its tune, its motive, its quintessence. There were no meaning in Spring’s aspen spell, Where man’s sole treasury, the sky, Made bankrupt of His presence. O…

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1913 · PDF PAGE 155

Cambridge Poets 1900–1913

…man ate; Yea , how Eve tempted Adam and he fell , Necessitating everlasting Hell . Praise be to Him whose wisdom could invent That final word to every argument ! Thou hast the Light - Join therefore the Elect . Avoid His anger , or thou mayest expect Damnation . For the Lord will never break His covenant . His honour is at stake . [ Caspar enters from the inn , tankard in hand . Swift is His vengeance , terrible His rod . Caspar , bear witness !— Who is God ? Caspar . God ? God ! His rod is feeble and His vengeance slow . God ! What a thing to …

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1913 · PDF PAGE 318

The Equinox (Volume I, Number IX)

…y sufferings and in thy glory! Crucified and holy one who didst survive thy God that thou mightst bury thy son, be thou for us the final word of the divine revelation! Moses called God “Lord”; Jesus called Him “My Father,” and we, thinking of thee, may say to Providence, “You are our mother.” Children of woman, let us forgive fallen woman! Children of woman, let us adore regenerate woman |! Children of woman, who have slept upon her breast, been cradled in her arms, and consoled by her caresses, let us love her, and let us love each other! III …

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1913 · PDF PAGE 399

The Equinox (Volume I, Number IX)

…ruth, reality, reason, justice, Providence, these are the five rays of the flamboyant star in the centre of which science will write the word “being,”’—to which faith will add the ineffable name of God. SOLUTION OF THE PHILOSOPHICAL PROBLEMS FIRST SERIES QUESTION. What is truth? ANSWER. Idea identical with being. 101

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1913 · PDF PAGE 318

The Equinox (Volume I, Number X)

…y sufferings and in thy glory! Crucified and holy one who didst survive thy God that thou mightst bury thy son, be thou for us the final word of the divine revelation! Moses called God “Lord”; Jesus called Him “My Father,” and we, thinking of thee, may say to Providence, “You are our mother.” Children of woman, let us forgive fallen woman! Children of woman, let us adore regenerate woman |! Children of woman, who have slept upon her breast, been cradled in her arms, and consoled by her caresses, let us love her, and let us love each other! III …

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1913 · PDF PAGE 399

The Equinox (Volume I, Number X)

…ruth, reality, reason, justice, Providence, these are the five rays of the flamboyant star in the centre of which science will write the word “being,”’—to which faith will add the ineffable name of God. SOLUTION OF THE PHILOSOPHICAL PROBLEMS FIRST SERIES QUESTION. What is truth? ANSWER. Idea identical with being. 101

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1909 · PDF PAGE 50

Clouds Without Water

…ffer and I suffer; you laugh shrill Over the pangs of those pale fools, the twain Whom we deceive, whom we shall surely kil Whispering a word of this. Ah! joy it is That false to faith is all the honied pressing; A traitor triumphs in each stolen kiss, Caligula and Cressida caressing. You love yourself for stealing me away From the proud lovely wife; you love me more That in my arms a prostitute you lay, And to your troth-plight lover played the whore When mouth to mouth we clung, and breath for breath Exchanged the royal accolade of death, I l…

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1909 · PDF PAGE 59

Clouds Without Water

…in the bowers of your hair ! And saintship lurks in the colossal kiss. And blinded in the bower ook. . Loves are the letters of the holy word This is his truth, who seems to writhe and sob . . That contradicts the curse ’ Let Being be!” Beneath the earthquake pangs of your caress, . . Since all things, even one thing, are absurd ; Whose heart burns out in one volcanic throb, — And no thing is the utmost ecstasy. Whose life is eaten up of nothingness. This is his truth, and yours, that seem to be Mere beauteous bodies gripped in epicene And ster…

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1912 · PDF PAGE 116

Mortadello

… 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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1926 · PDF PAGE 9

Liber Al vel Legis

Isa, the sufferer; Hoor in his secret name and splendour is the Lord initiating. 50. There is a word to say about the Hierophantic task. Behold! there are three ordeals in one, and it may be given in three ways. The gross must pass through fire; let the fine be tried in intellect, and the lofty chosen ones in the highest! Thus ye have star and star, system and system: let not one know well the other! 51. There are four gates to one palace; the floor of that palace is of silver and gold; lapis—lazuli and jasper are there; and all rare scents; jasmi…

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