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1906 · PDF PAGE 78

Collected Works (Vol. II)

…at is master of fear ; Dew covering the body that dashes and clings to me here. O fairest, O rose among roses! O flower of the innermost fire ! O tune of my soul that encloses All life, the tempestuous lyre ! O dawn of my dawn that reposes and darts in desire ! And death and its portals are rifted, Life listens our kisses that weep ; Love hears, and his measure is shifted, Grows solemn and deadly and deep ; Love’s ship droops its sails and is drifted in silence to sleep. And soft as a seal on our slumber Dreams drift of Aurorean dew 3 Dreams sh…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 79

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…n held. The children of Ammon are broken, their princes and warriors yield. The captain is chosen for fight ; The light of his eye is as fire, His hand is hardy of might And heavy as dead desire ; The sword of the Lord and of Jephthah shall build our dead women a pyre. The peuple were sad for his wrath ; The elders were bowed with despair, And death was the piteous path ; With ashes we covered our hair; The voice of the singer was dumh, the voice of the triumph of prayer.

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1905 · PDF PAGE 87

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…ed well That looks through palm leaves to the quiet sky. [ Dies. JEPHTHAH. Thou didst no evil in the slaying him, For God is a consuming fire ; high zeal Against idolatry lacks not reward. And now the sun is up: for Israel, march! JARED. Good luck be with your spears; and home- coming Gladden victorious eyes ere set of sun. [Axeunt JEPHTHAH azd Soldiers. Enter ELEAZAR, AHINOAM, Chorus of Elders. CHORUS. The sun is past meridian. No sound Of trampling hoofs assails the unquiet wind, Nor trembles in the pillared echo-places, And windy corridors o…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 100

Collected Works (Vol. I)

… strong, Whose secret terror sweetens not for song. The hoarse loud roar of gulphs of raging brine most monstrous That break in foam and fire on that divine Chiff-base, is smothered in the misty air, And no sound penetrates them, save a rare

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1907 · PDF PAGE 62

Collected Works (Vol. III)

…r. ‘* Awake, awake ! for true love’s sake! The blood is pulsing faster. My swift veins burn with keen desire Toward those ebony wings of fire, The monarchs of disaster !” The golden bride awoke and sighed And looked upon her master. The bride was clad in spider-silk 5 The lord was spurred and shod. Her breasts gleamed bright and white as milk, Most like the mother of God ; His heart was shrouded, his face was clouded, Earth trembled where he trod. te ‘* By thy raven tresses ; by those caresses We changed these five hours past ; By the full red …

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1906 · PDF PAGE 9

Collected Works (Vol. II)

…n thousand devils! nay ! And a devil in a vision Hisses as I slumber, ‘‘ Yea! ‘¢ Ffeaven of your accurst creation Shall become a hell of fire ; Death for kisses, and damnation For your love shall God require.” ADAPTATION OF “ONWARD, CHRIS- TIAN SOLDIERS” TO THE NEEDS OF BRETHREN. PREFACE, IN response to many suggestions from dear Brethren, I have adapted a hymn to the wants of the Church. In view of the grossly unscriptural nature of the original hymn (so- called) many changes have been rendered necessary, but I hope and trust that this has bee…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 263

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…nce of the Light above ! Draw into nought All life, death, hatred, love : All self concentred in the sole desire— Hear thou the Voice of Fire! This hope was Zoroaster’s—this is mine! Not one but many splendours hath the Shrine: Not one but many paths approach the gate That guards the Adytum, fortifying Fate ! Mine was, by weariness of blood and brain, Mere bitter fruit of pain Sought in the darkness of an harlot’s bed, To make me as one dead : To loose the girders of the soul, and gain Breathing and life for the Intelligible; Find death, yet fi…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 149

Collected Works (Vol. I)

… assume thy crown And sit beside me, equal to thy queen. For look ye to the burning south, and see The sun grown amorous, and behold his fire Leap to my godhead. For without a man I single, [ the mother, have conceived Of my own loins, and made me no less god Than all your gods! Ye people and ye priests, Behold the burden of my life, and fear,

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1929 · PDF PAGE 346

Confessions of Aleister Crowley

… God, And Her tears are like rain to enliven the sod, While the Blood of the Lord from his Body that runs Is the heat of the summer, the fire of its suns. See where the cherubim pallid and plumed Swing with their thuribles praises perfumed! Jesus is risen and Mary assumed: Ave Maria! {560} O sorrow of pure eyes beneath The heavy-fringed estatic lids, Seeing for maiden song and wreath Sphinxes and pagan pyramids! O Mary, like a pure perfume Do thou receive this failing breath,

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1905 · PDF PAGE 122

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…rns sweep these gusty wings That shake the steeples as they mock at God? Who reared the stallion wind ? ing flings The billows starward? fire-shod Whose foal- Whose the steeds That sweep throughout the world? What spearman sings The fearful chant of war That fires, and spurs, and maddens all the kings That rule o’er earth, and air, and ocean? Whose hand excites the star To shatter into fiery flakes? No man, No petty god, but One who governs all, Slips the sun’s leash, perceives the sparrow’s fall, . Too high for man to fear, too near for man to…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 188

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…stead of prayers inspire some oracle of Death. From many lands Come many worshippers. ‘Lheir fading brands Kekindle from the sacrificial fire. Before the altar of Plenty, Love, and Peace, Stand purer priests in bloodless sacrifice, And quiet hymns of happiness are heard. Here sound no hatreds and no eestasies ; Tere no polluted sacrament of Vice Unveiled! I chose the first without a word !

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1907 · PDF PAGE 187

Collected Works (Vol. III)

… blessings vain I pour in desperate fervour from the lyre. So, baffled by the echoes of hell’s pain, Blinded by grisly glamour of hell’s fire, I take my refuge in the solitude And grandeur of that irony of ire, That mockery of mercy: thus I brood Apart, alone, upon the cause of Things And wait those fearful Three. A lifeless mood Stirs my grey being: ay! no passion springs In flowerless halls as these: awhile the mind Wanders on void unprofitable wings No whither : gains new strength at last to find Custom breed sight and hearing: in the hal] T…

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1906 · PDF PAGE 38

Collected Works (Vol. II)

…uiem of rest. The sea keeps tune; the silent stars upstart Seeming to sentinel that sombre crest Where of old time burst out the vulture fire Cyclopean, that is dead, now, as a man’s desire. 1 Called by the Spaniards Orizaba. The drowsy cries of night birds, then the song Lovely and lovelorn in the listening vale, So wild and tender, swooping down in long Notes of despair, then lifting the low tale In golden notes to skyward in one throng Of clustered silver, so the nightingale Tunes the wild flute, as dryads he would gather To roof with music …

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1905 · PDF PAGE 138

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…ivide the night, (My parched throat thirsty for her veins) That she and I with deep delight Suck from death’s womb infernal pains, Whose fire consumes, destroys, devours Through night’s insatiable hours. And altogether filled with love, And altogether filled with sin, The little sparks and noises move About the softness of her skin. Her pleasures and her passions purr For the delight I have of her. Aching with all the pangs of night My shuddering body swoons; my eyes Absorb her eyelids’ lazy light, And read her bosom to devise I'resh blossoms o…

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1906 · PDF PAGE 35

Collected Works (Vol. II)

…he bosom that was Even as a veil for thy face, thy face in a breathed-on glass, Hangs there a vulture, and tears with a beak of iron and fire. I know not his name, for he wears no feathers of my desire. It is thou, it is thou, lone maiden! My heart is a bird that flies Far into the azure laden with love-lorn songs and cries. O Goddess of Nature and Love! is the lover I see. But thou art in the above, and thy kiss is not for me. Thyself Thou art all too far for my kiss; thou art hidden past my prayer. Thy wing too wide, and the bliss too sweet f…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 206

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…Without vague longing, infinite desire, Stronger because suppressed, Unto the wide black breast, The lips incarnate of blood, flesh, and fire, So to slip down between Thighs vast and epicene, Morose and lean, To that unnameable morass, the ultimate mire. Wherefore behoves the Soul that leaps divine, Even beholding, darkly in a mirror, The face of God, to sink before His Shrine, Weeping: O Beauty, Majesty, and Terror, Wisdom and Mind and Soul, Crown simplex, Mighty Whole, Lord of the Gods! O Thou, the King of Kings ! To me a sinner, me, Lowest o…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 148

Collected Works (Vol. III)

…es its dew, the pansy brightens, All cups of molten light upon the twilight hours. The poppy flames anew, the buttercup Glows with fresh fire, the larkspur rouses up To be the lark indeed amid the azalea bowers. Magnolia and light blooms of roses mute Rouse them to gather in one golden lute In fairy light and song into the sky to shoot. The laughing companies of corn awaken, Their wind-swept waves by Deedal music taken Into a golden heaven of festal song. We shake and glisten in the sun, we see The very soul and majesty of thee Thrill in the ly…

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1909 · PDF PAGE 266

The Equinox (Volume I, Number I)

…olistes then says: “ Frater X Y Z, I finally consecrate thee by water.” And the Dadouchos : “ Frater X Y Z, I finally consecrate thee by fire.” And the effect of this is to seal finally into the Sphere of Sensation of the Candidate the Pillars in Balanced Formulation, For in the natural man the symbols are unbalanced in strength, some being weaker and some stronger, and the effect of the ceremony is to strengthen the weak and purify the strong, thus gradually commencing to equilibrate them, at the same time making a link between them and their …

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1909 · PDF PAGE 266

The Equinox (Volume I, Number II)

…olistes then says: “ Frater X Y Z, I finally consecrate thee by water.” And the Dadouchos : “ Frater X Y Z, I finally consecrate thee by fire.” And the effect of this is to seal finally into the Sphere of Sensation of the Candidate the Pillars in Balanced Formulation, For in the natural man the symbols are unbalanced in strength, some being weaker and some stronger, and the effect of the ceremony is to strengthen the weak and purify the strong, thus gradually commencing to equilibrate them, at the same time making a link between them and their …

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1913 · PDF PAGE 7

The Rosicrucian Scandal

… a revolver, and threatened to shoot him (Mathers), while the demon that resem- hoot Allan Bennett. Fortunately, before the demons could fire, Mrs. Mathers came into the room, thus formulating the symbol of the blessed Trinity, of which her great purity of character would naturally fit her to be a prominent member. Now, the only probability about He (Crowley) had, as we have bled himself was equally anxious to 7

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