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1922 · PDF PAGE 104

Diary of a Drug Fiend

…id Lou, with a petulant pout, and ran into the bedroom after a swift embrace, so violent that it disarranged my new Charvet necktie. The man came up. I was a little bored by the gravity of his manner, and rather disgusted by its solemn deference. Of course, one likes being treated as a kind of toy emperor in a way, but that sort of thing doesn’t go with Paris. Still less does it go with cocaine. It annoyed me that the fellow was so obviously ill at ease, and also that he was so obviously proud of himself for having been sent to Paris on importa…

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1922 · PDF PAGE 330

Diary of a Drug Fiend

…dged by a rock garden where flowered enormous geraniums, bushes of huge daisies, tall stems of purple iris, and a clump of reeds twice a man’s height that swayed like dancers to the music of the gentle breeze that streamed up from the slopes of the sea. Below the terrace were mulberry, cherry, and apple tress in blossom, together with a number of many- coloured trees whose names I did not know. Between the house and the hill that overhung it on the south was a grassy garden shadowed by a gigantic tree of unfamiliar leaves, and behind this stood…

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1898 · PDF PAGE 99

White Stains

THE BLOOD-LOTUS 93 With vine and myrtle and thy flower, my harlot-maiden, who for man Now first forsakest thy leman, thy Eve, my Lilith, in this bower Which we indwell, a deathless three, changeless and changing, as the pyre Of earthly love becomes a fire to heat us through eternity. I have forgotten Christ at last ; he may look back, grown amorous, And call across the gulf to us, and signal kisses through the vast ; We shall disdain, clasp vaster yet, and mock his newer pangs, and call With stars and voices musical, jeers his touched heart sha…

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1904 · PDF PAGE 117

The Argonauts

…To Corinth! MEDEA. Creon bears The name of favourable to suppliants. ACASTUS. How virtue tames these tameless ones! To-day I am indeed a man. MEDEA. Thou brainless boy! Thus, thus, and thus I smite thee on the cheek— Thus, thus I spit upon thy face. Out, dog! 19

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1905 · PDF PAGE 96

Orpheus

…, Wiser than wine? Seeing I linger Here on the beach— Let God’s own finger Here to me reach, Making me singer Each unto each— Nature and Man made one In the light and fire of the sun, And the sobbing tune Of the moon, Wedded in cyclic bonds, Where fall the zon-fronds, Whose large bed bears a child (In its due period) Not merciful and not severe, Knowing nor love nor fear, But majesty most mild, Being indeed a God. Yea, let the very ray-hand of Apollo Lead me where none may follow 97

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1910 · PDF PAGE 117

The World’s Tragedy

64 THE WORLD’S TRAGEDY. To utter forth some doom of dread — But now ? A young man in a white robe is found standing before her. THE YOUTH Maiden, be comforted ! The Lord hath listened unto thy lament, The ululation of that wolfish stress ; And I am sent To heal thy loneliness. MIRIAM Ah ! thou art not as he that saw me To-day. Thou art comelier than he, And softly mayest thou draw me From this perplexity. But hast thou — hast thou such a thing of fear (Like an old giant’s knotty spear) As he ? Thou dost not laugh and leer As he did. No ! I will…

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1913 · PDF PAGE 83

Cambridge Poets 1900–1913

…n the mystic Tree of Life My soul is crucified ; Still strikes the sacrificial knife Where lurks some serpent - eyed Fear , passion , or man 's deadly wife Desire , the suicide ! Before me dwells the Holy One Anointed Beauty 's King ; Behind me , mightier than the Sun , To whom the cherubs sing , A strong archangel , known of none , Comes crowned and conquering . An angel stands on my right hand With strength of ocean 's wrath ; Upon my left the fiery brand , Charioted fire , smites forth ; Four great archangels to withstand The furies of the p…

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1913 · PDF PAGE 31

The Book of Lies

KE@AAH IH DEWDROPS Verily, love is death, and death is life to come. Man returneth not again; the stream floweth not uphill; the old life is no more; there is a new life that is not his. Yet that life is of his very essence; it is more He than all that he calls He, In the silence of a dewdrop is every tendency of his soul, and of his mind, and of his body; it is the Quintessence and the Elixir of his being. Therein are the forces that made him and his father and his father’s father before him. This is the Dew of Immortality. Let this go free, e…

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1930 · PDF PAGE 11

Magick in Theory and Practice (Section 4)

…sis (as Virgin). The Gopi Girls, the Lord of Yoga, 21 Amoun-Ra. Brahma, Indra. 22 Ma. Yama. 23 Tum Athph Auramoth (as V) Asar (as Hanged Man), Hekar, Isis. Soma (apas). 24 Merti goddesses, Typhon, Apep, Khephra. Kundalini. 25 Vishnu (Horse-Avatar). 26 Khem (Set). Lingam, Yoni. 27 Horus. ♦ ♦ ♦♦♦•♦♦♦♦4* 28 Ahephi, Aroueris. 29 Khephra (as Scarab in Tarot Trump). Vishnu (Matsya Avatar). 30 Ra and many others. Surya (as 0). 31 Thoum-aesh-neith, Mau, Ka~ beshunt, Horus, Tarpesheth. Agni (Tejas) Yama, (as God of last Judgment). 32 Sebek, Mako. Brahma…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 29

Collected Works (Vol. I)

… panting, timid, tremulous, And he with open lips voluptuous Closed her sweet mouth with kisses, and so pressed Her sobbing bosom with a manlicr breast That she was silent; next, with sudden force, Implacable, unshamed, without remorse, Would urge his further suit ; but so she strove That even the power of Zeus, made weak for love, Found its Jast limit, and, releasing her, Prayed for her grace, a raptured worshipper, Where but a moment earlier had he striven A sacrilegious robber. And all heaven Seemed open to his eyes as she looked down Into t…

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1911 · PDF PAGE 68

The Vision and the Voice

…for my mother Nuit the heads of all them that are baptised in the waters of life. I am the lust of the spirit that eateth up the soul of man. I have prepared a feast for the adepts, and they that partake thereof shall see God. Now it is clear what she has woven in her dance; it is the Crimson Rose of 49 Petals, and the Pillars are the Cross with which it is conjoined. And between the pillars shoot out rays of pure green fire; and now all the pillars are golden. She ceases to dance, and dwindles, gathering herself into the centre of the Rose. No…

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1922 · PDF PAGE 353

Diary of a Drug Fiend

…terally nothing to think of except heroin, and I discovered that heroin appealed to me behind all veils, as being an escape from life. A man who has once experienced the drug-life finds it difficult to put up with the inanity of normal existence. He has become wise with the wisdom of despair. The Big Lion and Sister Athena exhausted their ingenuity in finding things with which I might occupy _ my weary aimless hours. But nothing seemed to get me out of the fixed idea that life was heroin with intervals that did not count. For about a week King …

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1922 · PDF PAGE 20

Diary of a Drug Fiend

…ng pitch and toss with life and death, had been happy. Neither of those men could be depressed by mis- fortune; but the prosperous young man about town was a much inferior creature. Everything more or less bored him, and he was quite definitely irritated by an overdone cutlet. The night I met Lou, I turned into the Café Wisteria in a sort of dull, angry stupor. Yet the only irritating incident of the day had been a letter from the lawyers which I had found at my club after flying from Norfolk to Barley Grange and motoring up to town. Mr. Wolfe …

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1922 · PDF PAGE 230

Diary of a Drug Fiend

…, must be a preparation for the new life. I wandered up all alone to the magic room, and sat with my hands on the table opposite the old man, trying to get him to talk. His lips move, but I can’t hear what he says. I was disturbed, of course. I always am being dis- turbed. I am so tired. Why won’t they let me alone ? This time it was a shot. The magic room has windows all around it. I went to see who could have fired. It was very bright moonlight ; but I could see nothing. Then there came another flash and report. I went round to the side it ca…

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1903 · PDF PAGE 16

Alice: An Adultery

…ULTERY.” Almost the first remark that we made on laying down the MS. submitted for our judgment was that it is always doubtful how far a man is justified in stripping bare his soul for the public benefit. “ Shall I sonnet-sing you about myself?” asks Browning ; “ unlock my heart with a sonnet- key ?” And his answer is :— “ With this same key Shakespeare unlocked his heart,” once more ! Did Shakespeare ? If so, the less shakespeare he !” Very well ; but Browning himself went even farther, and permitted the posthumous publication of the actual lo…

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1903 · PDF PAGE 77

Alice: An Adultery

…nd of the chrysanthemum, Where all the flowers lack scent, the birds are dumb, The fruits are tasteless : where the jewelled lea And the many-leavéd greenery Is dwarf : French gem-work on a baby’s thumb. The Yankee God frowned also on the plan. We had enough, no more. But I insist, Still thinking I was master of my heart : Saying, “ Another month to be a man, Another month to kiss her and be kissed, And then—all time to Magic and to Art !” 57

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1910 · PDF PAGE 109

The Winged Beetle

THE TWINS 99 IV Thou knowest me who I am The inmost soul and saviour Of man ; what hieroglyph Of the dragon and the lamb Shall thou and I engrave here On Time’s inscandescable cliff ? V Look ! in the polished granite, Black as thy cartouche is with sins, I read the searing sentence That blasts the eyes that scan it : “ HOOR and SET be TWINS.” A fico for repentance ! VI Ay ! O Son of my mother That snarled and clawed in her womb As now we rave in our rapture, I know thee, I love thee, brother ! Incestuous males that consume The light and the lif…

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1916 · PDF PAGE 2

The Message of the Master Therion

…ay nay. For pore will, unaaaged ofpape, delivered from the Ina of reati ‘every way Take thi ere it seems to imply a theory that if ‘very man and every woman did his and her will—the true I—there would be no clashing. “Every man and every woman isa star”, and each star moves in an appointed path without interference, ‘There is plenty of room forall; it i ‘only dorder that creates confusion. From these considerations it should be clear that “Do what thou wilt” does not mean “ Do what you like". Ie is the apotheosis of Freedom ; but it is ako the …

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1922 · PDF PAGE 381

Diary of a Drug Fiend

Love under Will 367 I made the discovery that I was after all a profoundly religious man. All my life I had been looking for a creed which did not offend my moral or intellectual sense. And now I had come to understand the mysteri- ous language of the people of the Abbey of Thelema. “Be the Priest pure of body and soul!” The love of Lou had consecrated me to do my will, to accomplish the Great Work. “‘ Be the Priest fervent of body and soul!” The love of Lou not only kept me from the contamina- tion of ideas and desires alien to my essential fu…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 1

The Stratagem and Other Stories

…ces of the railway and its neighbourhood compare unfavourably with those of the average quar- antine station. The first to descend was a man unmistakably Eng- lish. He was complaining of the management even while he extracted his hand-baggage from the carriage with the assistance of his companion. “It is positively a disgrace to civilisation,” he was saving, “that there should be no connection at such a station as this, an important station, sir, let me tell you, the pivot—if I may use the metaphor—of the branch which serves practically the who…

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