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1929 · PDF PAGE 40

Moonchild

…e, will be so good as to produce a wooden cone — and a basin of water." Brother Cyril complied. "I want you to realize," went on the old man, "that all the talk about the Progress of Science is cheap journalism. Most of the boasted progress is mere commercial adaptation of science, as who should say that he is Experimenting with Electricity when he rides in an electric train. One hears of Edison and Marconi as 'men of science'; neither of them ever discovered a single fact; they merely exploited facts already known. The real men Science are in …

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1930 · PDF PAGE 59

Magick in Theory and Practice (Section 3)

torn asunder by the Maenads of his insensate impulses ; he hath no safety save he himself be Bacchus! Bacchus, divine and human! Bacchus, begotten on Semelé of Zeus, the adulterous Lord of 1 hunder ravishing, brutally, his virginal victim ! Bacchus, babe hidden from hâte in the most holy of holies, the secret of thy sire, in the Channel of the Star-Spate, Whereof one Serpent is thy Soûl! Bacchus, twy-formed, man-woman, Bacchus, whose inno¬ cence tames the Figer, while yet thy horns drip blood upon thy mouth, and sharpen the merriment of wine to…

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1996 · PDF PAGE 145

The Law is for All

…may involve the Death of the whole Organism. Yet even here the Com­ plaint of a few, which we call Pain, is a Warning of general Danger. Many Cells fulfil their Destiny by swift Death, and this being their Function, they in no wise resent it. Should Hsemoglobin resist the Attack of Oxygen, the Body would perish, and the Haemoglobin would not thereby save itself. Now, o my Son, do then consider deeply of these Things in thine Ordering of the World under the Law of Thelema. For every Individual in the State must be perfect in his own Func­ tion, …

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1899 · PDF PAGE 38

Jephthah and Other Mysteries

…g; Our battles He fights as we fight them, our victories bring For His temple a tribute of tears. Enter Jephthah amid his Soldiers, with many young men of Israel. | JEPHTHAH. Yea, for a man’s sword should not turn again To his own bosom, and the sword of fear Smites not in vain the heart of cowardice. But who hath called me hither to what end ? ELEAZAR. For these, and for the sake of Israel. JEPHTHAH. And who are these? And who are Israel? CHORUS. Turn not thy face from us in wrath, for we Are thine own father’s children, and his loins With dou…

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1904 · PDF PAGE 95

Snowdrops from a Curate’s Garden

That man he smiled ; and bade him mark A large blue paper signed and checked By Turquand, Bishop, Young and Clarke, As “ audited and found correct" Which said "accomplished in a month The seventeen million and sixty oneth ! ” They tried low diet, circumcision, Injection, medicine, inhalation, They tried a vain hypnotic vision, They tried cold water and castration, In vain — the tool persistent stood it all ; Doctor and surgeon did no mortal good at all. The patient died. His coffin crowned with flowers From various ladies — roses, lilies, laure…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 56

Oracles

TRANSLATIONS FROM BAUDELAIRE 5I Who knowest all, of under earth the king, Familiar healer of man’s suffering ! O Satan, have pity of my long misery ! Who to the leper, even the cursed pariah, Hast taught by love the taste of heavenly fire ! O Satan, have pity of my long misery ! Thou who on Death, thine old and strong leman, Begottest Hope—a charming madwoman ! O Satan, have pity of my long misery ! Who knowest in which caves of envious lands God has hid precious stones with jealous hands ! O Satan, have pity of my long misery ! Thou whose clea…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 85

Orpheus

Manifold, mighty, monstrous, no light giving Unto the soul that is not also light ;— We rise in ghastly power ; we know the token, The speech of silence and the song unspoken. ORPHEUS Come forth to the sound, Ye lustres of years That hide in profound Abysses of fears, Hidden and bound! The voice of tears Implores and impels ye, O lustres, with a tune that is strong as a seer’s. THE LUSTRES Fivefold the shape sublime that lifts its head Uniform, self-repeating, comparable At last to a man’s life: twice seven times dead Ere the light flickers in …

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1910 · PDF PAGE 172

The World’s Tragedy

…ught. This be thy doom, that thou shalt see The curses that are born of thee ! Thou black bat that hast barred the sun From the sight of man, thou minion Of death and disease, of toil and want, Of slavery, knavery, greed and cant, Of bigotry, murder, hypocrisy — Speak thou the things that are seen of thee ! ISSA Canst thou not save me, Pan, And balk the bestial plan ?

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1912 · PDF PAGE 92

Mortadello

… Now, my Governor ! [He throws a knife, THE GOVERNOR ducks and it just misses his head. GOVERNOR. [Pointing to the assassin.] Shoot that man ! [Two soldiers advance with cross-bows, and loose on him. He falls. ABBESS. Murderer ! Murderer ! Murderer ! GOVERNOR. Sandro, can You quiet this madwoman ? ABBESS. Mad ! no wonder if I am My convent forced ! CITIZENS. Oh no ! ABBESS. By God and by His Lamb, That filthy hunchback and his sbirri burst the gate With powder. A CITIZEN. Yes, it’s true ! ALL. O infamous ! ABBESS. The State.

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1913 · PDF PAGE 140

Cambridge Poets 1900–1913

…n the stars : For these are bright , Filling our soul with vintage of delight , Poured from inexhaustible jars Quenching dismay . But if man found him in the infinity Beyond the infinities of time and place , The space that is no space , The time that is no time , A Law where Law is not That were a God of certainty , To make each particle of being chime Accordant with its lot . Searching the outer gloom No God I saw ; Only the shadows of my hopes and fears , Imaginary triumph , fancied doom , No higher law Determining the room of space , Rangin…

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1930 · PDF PAGE 22

Magick in Theory and Practice (Section 3)

numerical value. This is an Encyclopædia of the Holy Qabalah, which is a Map of the Universe, and enables man to attain Perfect Understanding. Equinox VIII, Spécial Supplément. Liber DXXXVI. A complété Treatise on Astrology. This is the only text book on astrology composed on scientific lines by classifying observed facts instead of deducting from a priori théories. Unpublished. Liber DXXXVI. B ATP AXOfcPENOBOOKOEMOM AXIA. An instruction in expansion of the field of the mind. Equinox X, p. 35. Liber DLV. Liber HAD. An instruction for attaining …

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1904 · PDF PAGE 39

The Goetia

Command of the Exorcist he putteth on Human Shape, and speaketh the Egyptian Tongue, but not perfectly.1. His Office is to procure the Love of Women, and to tell Things Past, Present, and to Come. He also procureth Friendship between Friends and Foes. He was of the Order of Potestates or Powers. He governeth 37 Legions of Spirits, and his Seal is this, to be made and worn before thee, etc. (48.) Haacenti.—The Forty-eighth Spirit is Haagenti. He is a Presi- dent, appearing in the Form of a Mighty Bull with Gryphon’s Wings. This is at first, but …

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1909 · PDF PAGE 140

The Equinox (Volume I, Number I)

…bbed me of the force of passion. In vain you tell me, laughing, that if she ever lived, she is long since dead ; or at least is an old woman, the blonde gold faded, the child-face wrinkled, the body bowed and lax. I laugh at you—at you—for a blaspheming ass. Your folly is too wild to anger me!” “T did not laugh,” said Roderic gravely. “Well,” said the old man, rising, “I fear I have wearied you... I thank you for your patience .. . IknowIl ama mad old fellow. But, if you should happen—you know. Please communicate. Here is my card. I must go now…

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1909 · PDF PAGE 140

The Equinox (Volume I, Number II)

…bbed me of the force of passion. In vain you tell me, laughing, that if she ever lived, she is long since dead ; or at least is an old woman, the blonde gold faded, the child-face wrinkled, the body bowed and lax. I laugh at you—at you—for a blaspheming ass. Your folly is too wild to anger me!” “T did not laugh,” said Roderic gravely. “Well,” said the old man, rising, “I fear I have wearied you... I thank you for your patience .. . IknowIl ama mad old fellow. But, if you should happen—you know. Please communicate. Here is my card. I must go now…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 50

Ambergris

AMBERGRIS 41 Light is extended. I and Thou Are as they had not been. So on my head the light is one, Unity manifest ; A star more splended than the sun Burns for my crown’d crest ; Burns, as the murmuring orison Of waters in the west. What angel from the silver gate Flames to my fierier face ? What angel, as I contemplate The unsubstantial space, Move with my lips the laws of Fate That bind earth’s carapace ? No angel, but the very light And fire and spirit of Her, Unmitigated, eremite, The unmanifested myrrh, Ocean, and night that is not night…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 27

Collected Works (Vol. III)

WHY JESUS WEPT 21 more than your Lrincedom ; you, clchiha,} by sticking manfully to your Work in the World, yet no more allowing it to touch your Purpose than waters may wet the lotus leaf (to take the oldest and best simile of your oldest and best poets), must I dedicate this strange drama; for, like you, [would aban- don all; like you, I see clearly what is of value ; or, tf not, at least what is worthless ; already something! Thus do I wish you and myself the three great boons Stla, Samadht, and Salam. DEDICATIO MAXIMA. To my unborn child, W…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 66

Oracles

…e virgin of the Dawn, My Queen of all perfection, come thou forth From thine abode beyond the Silences To me the prisoner, me the mortal man, Shrined in this clay : come forth, I say, to me, Initiate my quickened soul ; draw near, And let the glory of thy Godhead shine Through all the luminous aethers of the air Even to earth, thy footstool ; unto me Who by these sacred invocations draw The holy influence within myself, To strengthen and to purify my will And holy aspiration to thy Life. Purge me and consecrate until my heart Burn through the v…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 129

Orpheus

… pale With their long labour: wizard spire and dome That maidens grown magicians had for home, | Where the charmed sword and graven talisman Held them supremely floating on the foam Where cloudier seas innavigably roll, Misty with elemental shape or soul, Thin grey essential nebulz of man, Caught in the mesh of magical control! 130

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1907 · PDF PAGE 20

Rosa Coeli

… look of love Bring this, bring this to birth ! And neither hate below, nor hate above, Nor chance, nor force, nor cunning shall deprive Man of thy gift, a love alive With more than men to-day can understand. XV IVE me thine hand, Rose of the Stars, and we will soar above Wisdom and Strength and Love, Into the sphere where all delight retires In azure flames and silver-edgéd fires. Now through the veil we shoot Like snaky lightning through a thundercloud Up to the awful precipice-skirted place Where deaf, blind, palsied, mute There sits the lep…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 51

The Equinox (Volume I, Number III)

… I lament. Fallen is the sixfold Star: Slain is Asar. O twinned with me in the womb of Night! O son of my bowels to the Lord of Light! O man of mine that hast covered me From the shame of my virginity! Where art thou? Is it not Apep thy brother, The snake in my womb that am thy mother, That hath slain thee by violence girt with guile, And scattered thy limbs on the Nile? Lo! I lament. I have forged a whirling Star: I seek Asar. O Nepti, sister! Arise in the dusk From thy chamber of mystery and musk! Come with me, though weary the way, To bring …

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