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Page 42 of 771913 · PDF PAGE 423
…. It is my will.” The features of the sleep-waker become terrible to behold ; her hair stands on end; her wide-opened eyes show only the white; her breast heaves, and a sort of death-rattle escapes from her throat. “Go there. It is my will,” repeats the magnetizer. “Tam there!” says the unhappy girl between her teeth, falling back exhausted. Then she no longer answers; her head hangs heavy on her shoulder; her arms fall idly by her side. They approach her. They touch her. They try to 125
1899 · PDF PAGE 116
…s Death. But she, intolerant of delay, Hailed him. The vessel floated to our feet, And Death was not. She leapt within, and bent Her own white shoulders to the thwart, and bade Me steer, and keep stern watch with sword unsheathed For fear of something that her soul had seen Above. And thus upon the oily black Silent swift river we sailed out to reach Its source, no longer feeling as compelled, But led by some incomprehensible Passion. And here lewd fishes snapped at us, - And watersnakes writhed silently toward Our craft. But these I fought aga…
1905 · PDF PAGE 37
32 THE CANNIBALS I might behold thine eyes as red as fire A tigress maddened with supreme desire ; White arms that clasp me ; fervent breast that glides An eager snake, about my breast and sides ; Teeth keen to bite, red tongue that never tires, And lips ensaguine with unfed desires, A very beast of prey ; hot hands caress, And violent breath that surfeits not excess. But raise no head ! I know thee, breast and thigh, Lips, hair, and eyes, and mouth : I will not die But thou come with me o’er the gate of death. So, bloody and body furious with …
1907 · PDF PAGE 240
…Epilogue, pp. 107-111. No imprint. Headlines throughout. Edition : 500 copies on machine-made paper. Issued in blue boards, linen backs, white aper back-label, ‘‘ Crowley | The | Mother’s Tragedy | and other | Poems,”’ Priced at ss. od. [THE SOUL OF OSIRIS: 1901] The Soul of Osiris | a history | by | Aleister Crowley | London: Kegan Paul, ‘lrench | Triibner and Company, Ltd. | 1901 | Ad/ rights reserved. Collation :—Medium 8vo, pp. ix+129; con- sisting of Half-title; Title as above, on reverse imprint ‘‘ Chiswick Press: Charles Whittingham and …
1909 · PDF PAGE 25
…with the tiniest tithe Of one soft glance your eyes on me might shed, One gesture of your body limber aiid lithe, One smile — the sudden white, the abiding red! Then — should one slander you in idiot verse By speaking of the subtle seven-fold sweetness Your lips can answer me, all fate to amerce In one mad kiss in all its mad completeness? O Gods and Muses ! give me grace for this To match my wine for sweet with Lola’s kiss. VII AMfine. ’Tis impossible, but so it is. My mouth is Lola’s and my Lola’s mine When in the trance, the death we call a …
1919 · PDF PAGE 76
…on the multitude! 58. And the grape fell ripe and rich into his mouth. 59. Stained is the purple of thy mouth, O brilliant one, with the white glory of the lips of Adonai. 60. The foam of the grape is like the storm upon the sea; the ships tremble and shudder; the shipmaster is afraid. 61. That is thy drunkenness, O holy one, and the winds whirl away the soul of the scribe into the happy haven. 62. O Lord God! let the haven be cast down by the fury of the storm! Let the foam of the grape tincture my soul with Thy light! 63. Bacchus grew old, an…
1905 · PDF PAGE 105
…icy light ; The altar was of gold, and on it burnt Some ancient perfume. Then I saw myself And her together, as a priest, whose robe Was white and frail, and covered with a cope Of scarlet bound with gold: upon the head A golden crown, wherein a diamond shone ; Within which diamond we beheld our self The higher priest, not clothed, but clothed upon With the white brilliance of high nakedness As with a garment.! Then of our self there came A voice: ‘‘ Ye have attained to That which Is ; Kiss, and the vision is fulfilled.”’> And so Our bodies met…
1899 · PDF PAGE 41
JEPHTHAH. And blossom ; as when two-and-thirty men, The sons of Jair, on milk-white asses rode, And judged us righteously, and each abode Safe in the shadow of his vine ; as when The peace of Joshua lay upon the land, And God turned not away His piteous eyes, Nor smote us with the fury of His hand, Nor clouded over His mysterious skies, And storm and wind had no more might at all, And death and pestilence forgotten were, And angels came to holy men that call, And gracious spirits thronged the happy air; When God was very gracious to all folk, A…
1911 · PDF PAGE 6
…y eyes and filleth the Whole Heaven. Within: “It is Written, Thou shalt not tempt the Lord Thy God.” I see above the Book a multitude of white-robed Ones from whom droppeth a great rain of Blood: but above them is a Golden Sun, having an eye, whence a great Light. I turned me to the South: and read therein: Seal up the Book! Speak not that which thou seest and 4
1912 · PDF PAGE 107
… ANGEL OF VENICE 91 So Duke, decide ! I say these red poppies lack The juices of Cathay. MORTADELLO. Ah ! you are on the track. Tis the white poppy holds poison and death. MONICA. Ah, well ! The whitest soul enfolds all mysteries of hell. ALESSANDRO. Ah ! theres a mystics truth. MONICA. Saint Paul infers the same. All beauty and all youth but feed the eternal flame. Saints know, and only saints, the horrors of the soul, Its foul and fiery taints, its nigromancers scroll. Kneel, and love God. Enough if you would fathom hell ! The Path is str…
1912 · PDF PAGE 219
…ll meanings. Decan-cards are always modified by the other symbols with which they are in contact XXI THE LORD OF STRIPE Five of Wands Two White RadiantAngelic Hands issuant per nubes dex- ter and sinister. They are clasped together in the grip of the First Order, i.e. the four fingers of each right hand crooked into each other, the thumbs meeting above ; and they hold, at the same time, by their centres, five wands or torches which are similar unto the wands of a Zelator Adeptus Minor. One wand is upright in the middle; the others cross each other…
1912 · PDF PAGE 219
…ll meanings. Decan-cards are always modified by the other symbols with which they are in contact XXI THE LORD OF STRIPE Five of Wands Two White RadiantAngelic Hands issuant per nubes dex- ter and sinister. They are clasped together in the grip of the First Order, i.e. the four fingers of each right hand crooked into each other, the thumbs meeting above ; and they hold, at the same time, by their centres, five wands or torches which are similar unto the wands of a Zelator Adeptus Minor. One wand is upright in the middle; the others cross each other…
1909 · PDF PAGE 48
…ed with love, fed full with love, your soul Still on the threshold of the unenvied goal, - 70 on The goal of love is gotten not of these White-blooded fools that haste and marry and tire. They grasp and break their bubble ecstasies; We know desire the secret of desire. We have the wisdom of the saints of old Who know that what divinely is begun Glows from dawn's grey to noon’s deliberate gold Darkens to crimson — and day's race is run. For us the glamour of the dawn suborning, We escape the enervating heat of noon : We hear Astarte for Adonis m…
1911 · PDF PAGE 235
…ctory! For though I be dethroned, not to Me, not to our lady was the glory. For always is the true God hidden—behold ! [One turns on the white tight, and there stands SOL. IN ARIES 1115011 the throne of the East. MARS goes to him and 7861185.[ Unity uttermost showed, I adore the might of thy breath, Supreme and terrible God Who makest the Gods and death Το tremble before thee :— I, Ι adore thee! [He kneels O Hawk of gold with power enwalled, Whose face is like an emerald ; Whose crown is indigo as night ; Smaragdine snakes about thy brow * Roma…
1911 · PDF PAGE 235
…ctory! For though I be dethroned, not to Me, not to our lady was the glory. For always is the true God hidden—behold ! [One turns on the white tight, and there stands SOL. IN ARIES 1115011 the throne of the East. MARS goes to him and 7861185.[ Unity uttermost showed, I adore the might of thy breath, Supreme and terrible God Who makest the Gods and death Το tremble before thee :— I, Ι adore thee! [He kneels O Hawk of gold with power enwalled, Whose face is like an emerald ; Whose crown is indigo as night ; Smaragdine snakes about thy brow * Roma…
1913 · PDF PAGE 224
…rcher was blind, for the thing that I have done. Swift night, slow-burning stars, the wavering lyre Breathes fitfully beneath the moon's white fire, In vrhythin to the cadence of the sigil Whose symbols sing, making the night to swoon, The day to tremble: from my secret vigil I shall return to meet thee, Love, and soon. 186
1913 · PDF PAGE 224
…rcher was blind, for the thing that I have done. Swift night, slow-burning stars, the wavering lyre Breathes fitfully beneath the moon's white fire, In vrhythin to the cadence of the sigil Whose symbols sing, making the night to swoon, The day to tremble: from my secret vigil I shall return to meet thee, Love, and soon. 186
1898 · PDF PAGE 37
… Whose iron hand was upon Moab? He, Fought he against us, while three hundred years We dwelt in Heshbon and her towns, and Aroer And her white cities, and by Ammon’s coast? D 33
1898 · PDF PAGE 18
…[fo Vaughan]. Good-bye, my dear, dear friend. Take care of Esmé for me. I hall watch over her myself, I an God together. is so frail and white, and she ¢< understands. sees my soul, and Heaven is, always open to her eyes when she looks up, and she is so beautiful. Will it seem long, Esmé, till we kiss again beyond the moon there—it is the moon, isn’t it, come to see that Esme¢ is not too sad about my dying? Be kind to her ‘always, moon, when I am gone beyond you! You must finish my poem, Esmé; there is only a little todo. Kiss me the last time!…
1905 · PDF PAGE 62
…sing on silver wings, Or like the swelling tune we listen to for Spring’s. We come, we mountains, crowned and incense-bringing, Robed as white priests, the solemn anthem singing; Or as an organ thundering fiery tunes. We come, we greener hills, and rend the sky With happier chorus and the songs that die Or mix their subtle joy and being with the moon's. We come, we pine-clad steeps, we feathery slopes, With footfalls softer than the antelope’s. We listen and obey: the sacred slumberer swoons 63