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Page 59 of 771922 · PDF PAGE 112
…Lamus five or six tables away |! The man with him was a Frenchman of obvious distinction, with a big red rosette and a trim aristocratic white moustache and beard. He was some minister or other. I couldn’t quite place him but I’d seen him often enough in the papers: somebody intimate with the president. He had been the principal object of interest before we came in. Our arrival pricked that bubble. Lamus had his back to us, and I supposed he didn’t see us, for he didn’t turn round, though everyone else in the place did so and began to buzz. I d…
1910 · PDF PAGE 8
…series of seances. I attended at the offices of THE EQUINOX. I climbed the inter- minable stairs. I was received by a gentleman robed in white and carrying a drawn sword. The room was dark ; only a dull-red light shone upon an altar.
1911 · PDF PAGE 79
…here cometh an Angel into the garden, but he hath not any of the attributes of the former Angels, for he is like a young man, dressed in white linen robes. And he saith: No man hath beheld the face of my Father. Therefore he that hath beheld it is called NEMO. And know thou that every man that is called NEMO hath a garden that he tendeth. And every garden that is and flourisheth hath 77
1906 · PDF PAGE 37
…ive rays in one unite, Light, Life, Love, Mercy, Might, Star of the Magi. VII. Lift, lift the Cross of Light,_: Rose, golden, green, and white, Rise, rise athwart the night! Mighty Aeshuri ! VIII. Flame, flame, thou Blazoned Sun! Seal-Star of Solomon ! Seven Mysteries in One ! Godhead and Mankind ! IX. Beauty and life and love ! Let fly thy darling dove ! Bend to us from above, Lady Ahathor ! Xx. Where light and darkness meet, There shine thy flaming feet, There is thy splendid seat ; Mighty Anubi! XI. Swift-winged Stability, Lifting the earth …
1907 · PDF PAGE 65
…therhood until you have genuinely conquered the Illusion of the Pairs of Opposites. Truthfulness and Lying are just as much opposites as white and black, good and evil—— Bones. I sometimes doubt if any of these are opposites at all. Next time you run up to Kether, look down the Tree and see what Truth looks like from there! Take the case of heat and cold, at one time the typical opposites. Nowadays we conceive of a hot body as one in violent internal motion, a cold body as in moderate motion. Bowley. Fast and slow. Bones. Or even (to allow the …
1904 · PDF PAGE 73
…ets she passed round her own sweet straw- berry-patch : and the savoury was no less easily procured from her luscious rectum. She pissed white wine, spunked liquor, and gave us a better red than Burgundy : for by the [71]
1905 · PDF PAGE 188
…is fate. There is a modern self-consciousness in this tragic, brooding monologue :— ‘ I see him, a fantastic ghost, The vineyard smiling white and plain, And hiding ever innermost The little shadow on his brain ; I laugh again with mirthless glee, As knowing also I am he. A fool in gorgeous attire ! An ox decked bravely for his doom ! So step I to the great desire. Sweet winds upon the gathering gloom Bend like a mother, as I go, Foreknowing, to my overthrow.’ Mr Crowley has some doubtful phrases, but most of his verse is clear and moderate. He…
1912 · PDF PAGE 4
…Questing Beast, The knights fail to lift him, this being the test of worthiness. vii. Lancelot findeth him upon Scawfell, clothed in his white beard. He returneth, and, touching the dwarf but with his finger, hurleth him to the heaven, viii. Sir Palamede, riding forth on the quest, seeth a Druid worship the sun upon Stonehenge. He rideth eastward, and findeth the sun setting in the west. Furious he taketh a Viking ship, and by sword and whip fareth seaward. ix. Coming to India, he learneth that It glittereth. Vainly fighting the waves, the leav…
1954 · PDF PAGE 238
… thought upon the good green turf of Indifference; when you can do it without conscious effort, so that up-down, in-out, far-near, black-white (and so on for everything) appears quite automatically, you are already as near an Initiate as makes no matter. 3. 'Self' . For a full discussion of this see Letter 42. 4. 'God.' This is really too bad of you! Of all the hopelessly mangled words in the language, you settle with unerring Sadism on the most brutally butchered. Crippen 2 was an amateur . Skeat hardly helps us at all, except by warning us th…
1911 · PDF PAGE 19
…e terrible), and he blots out the whole sphere of the stone. Then suddenly all is gone, and there is nothing in the stone save brilliant white light and flecks like sparks of golden fire; and there is a ringing, as if bells were being used for anvils. And there is a perfume which I cannot describe; it is like nothing that one can describe, but the suggestion is like lignum aloes. And now all these things are there at once in the same place and time. Now a veil of olive and silver is drawn over the stone, only I hear the voice of the angel reced…
1922 · PDF PAGE 31
AA Knight Out 17 except old Owen. As a matter of fact, all I had had was a glass of white wine. Lou had touched nothing at all. She prattled on like the innocent child she was, out of the sheer mirth of her heart. In an ordinary way, I suppose, I should have drunk a lot more than I did. And I didn’t eat much either. Of course, I know now what it was—that much-derided phenomenon, love at first sight. Suddenly we were interrupted. A tall man was shaking hands across the table with Owen. Instead of using any of the ordinary greetings, he said in a…
1906 · PDF PAGE 13
…sunny eyes! And this is all my ruin! Two gleaming thighs ! And all to my undoing! Far-swelling curves in ivory rapture rise Warm and too white—bethink you of the wooing ! 1 John Ford, author of ‘'’Tis Pity she’s a Whore,” a drama of fraternal incest, and other well-known plays. »
1911 · PDF PAGE 131
…VOICE to be nine such pylons. And in the centre is a shrine, a cir- cular table, supported by marble figures of men and women, alternate white and black; they face inwards, and their buttocks are almost worn away by the kisses of those who have come to worship that supreme God, who is the single end of all those diverse religions. But the shrine itself is higher than a man may reach. But the Angel that was with me lifted me, and I saw that the edge of the altar, as I must call it, was surrounded by holy men. Each has in his right hand a weapon—…
1910 · PDF PAGE 373
…Questing Beast, The knights fail to lift him, this being the test of worthiness. vii. Lancelot findeth him upon Scawfell, clothed in his white beard. He returneth, and, touching the dwarf but with his finger, hurleth him to the heaven, viii. Sir Palamede, riding forth on the quest, seeth a Druid worship the sun upon Stonehenge. He rideth eastward, and findeth the sun setting in the west. Furious he taketh a Viking ship, and by sword and whip fareth seaward. ix. Coming to India, he learneth that It glittereth. Vainly fighting the waves, the leav…
1910 · PDF PAGE 373
…Questing Beast, The knights fail to lift him, this being the test of worthiness. vii. Lancelot findeth him upon Scawfell, clothed in his white beard. He returneth, and, touching the dwarf but with his finger, hurleth him to the heaven, viii. Sir Palamede, riding forth on the quest, seeth a Druid worship the sun upon Stonehenge. He rideth eastward, and findeth the sun setting in the west. Furious he taketh a Viking ship, and by sword and whip fareth seaward. ix. Coming to India, he learneth that It glittereth. Vainly fighting the waves, the leav…
1954 · PDF PAGE 145
…e indeed most sincerely that you will whet your Magical Dagger on the Stone of the Wise, and wield most deftly and determinedly both the White-handled and the Black-handled Burin. In trying to express these opinions, I am constantly haunted by the dread that I may be missing some crucial point, or even allowing a mere quibble to pass for argument. It makes it only all the worse when one has become so habituated by Neschamic ideas, to knowing, even before one says it, that what one is going to say is of necessity untrue , as untrue as it is cont…
1954 · PDF PAGE 100
…us make a mock of the nakedness of the Most High. And the first of the adepts covered His shame with a cloth, walking backwards, and was white. And the second of the adepts covered His shame with a cloth, walking sideways, and was yellow. And the third of the adepts made a mock of His nakedness, walking forwards, and was black. And these are the three great schools of the Magi, who are also the three Magi that journeyed unto Bethlehem; and because thou hast not wisdom, thou shalt not know which school prevaileth, or if the three schools be not …
1929 · PDF PAGE 195
…; not a thing here that I need!" But he needed nothing; he had done more even than he guessed. Mrs. Douglas, her face suddenly drawn and white, lifted her head with infinite effort towards her husband. "I've always loved you," she whispered, "and I love you now, as — I — die." Her head dropped with a dull crack upon the slab. No one can say if she heard the reply of Douglas: "You sow! you've bitched the whole show!" For she had uttered the supreme name of Love, in love; and the spell dissolved more swiftly than a dream. There was no Hecate, no …
1907 · PDF PAGE 180
…rein I travel And the loves disallowed. : O’er mountain and level, They are risen ; they leap ; The land, and the sea. They wing them in white, And the beings of air, Crying aloud And the lives of the land, Words widowed that keep And the daughters of fire, The frost of their fires forgotten and faded | And the sons of the Ocean, from Memory’s steep. Come unto me ; My chariot bear, ! | | | My tunes understand, | ‘ H | As I pass in my glory O’er sea and land, Share my emotion. I smite the loud tune They gather, they gather, From a fervid hand, A…
1922 · PDF PAGE 309
…e others, took my hand, and said in a deep, tense voice :-— “You must come with me at once, Sir Peter. Lady Pendragon needs you.” I went white. Once again I had been brought back from a complex chaos of conflicting emotions to the bed-rock truth which had been buried so elaborately and so often. The deepest thing in myself was my love for my wife. I resented the realisation, and yet I could not bring myself to admit it. I asked, stupidly enough : “Is anything wrong?” as if Maisie’s face, to say nothing of her appearance, were not sufficient gua…