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1929 · PDF PAGE 145

Moonchild

…creeping things, monsters misshapen, abortions of dead paths of evolution, [205] creatures which had not been found fit to live upon the earth and so had been cast off by her as excrement. It seemed as if the goat were conscious of the phantoms; as if he understood himself as demon-king of those regions; for he bounded under the manipulations of Vesquit with such rage and pride that Abdul Bey was forced to use all his strength hold him. It was taken as a sign of success by all the necromancers; and as Vesquit made the final gesture, Arthwait tu…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 250

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…ve, who love so well, While morn is cold and gray ! So, match thy blushes to the dawn ; Thy bosom to the rising moon, Until our loves to earth have drawn Some new bewitching tune. Come, Gretchen, in the dusk of day, Where nymphs and dryads creep away Beneath the oaks, to laugh and play And sink in lover’s swoon. We'll sing them sister songs, and show What secrets mortal lovers know. TANNHAUSER. The simple life of love and joy therein ! -Merely to love—to take such pride in it Hark ! he tunes again. Gods must behold! The childish easiness, Impos…

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1939 · PDF PAGE 11

Temperance: A Tract for the Times

…physical voids that beget Ideas intangible wrought to things less conceivable yet. It may be. Little I reck—but, assume the existence of earth, Am I born to be hanged by the neck, a curse from the hour of my birth? Am I born to abolish man’s guilt? His horrible heritage, awe? Or a seed in his wantonness spilt by a jester? I care not a straw, For I understand Do what thou wilt; and that is the whole of the Law.

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1906 · PDF PAGE 30

Collected Works (Vol. II)

…t melodious roar ; All the mute mountains heard, Bowed, laughed aloud, concurred, And passed the word along, the signal of wide war. All earth took up the sound, And, being in one tune securely bound, Even as a star became the soul of silence most profound. IV. Thus there, the centre of that death that darkened, I sat and listened, if God’s voice should break . _And pierce the hollow of my ear that hearkened, Lest God should speak and find me not awake> For his own sake. No voice, no song might pierce or penetrate That enviable universal state.…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 209

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…NESS. Ir is the seasonable sun of spring That gilds the all-rejuvenescent air— New buds, young birds, so‘happy in the rare Fresh life of earth: myself am bound to sing, Feeling the resurrection crown me king. I am so happy as men never were. Of sorrow much, of suffering a share, Leave me unmoved, or leave me conquering. 1 The symbol of the ‘‘ Rose and Cross” now replaces that of the ‘‘Golden Dawn.” We may suppose from this that Crowley was about this time received into the former fraternity. O miserable ! that it should be so! Lord Jesus, Suffe…

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1906 · PDF PAGE 140

Collected Works (Vol. II)

…rse grass grows in places. Three great menhirs stand up, C. Moonlight, RuPpHaA. The rune of the breath. The saga of death. The secret of earth. The beginning of birth. The speech of woe. Ho! Ho! I scent the prey. I sniff the air. The dawn of day Makes Maurya May The Goddess rare. The light of the stars Be hers ; go, go, Ye silent folk, Harness your cars ! Brace the yoke ! It is time to Know. Ho! Ho! Desolate deeds ! She bleeds, she bleeds. The golden head Is drooped for aye. She is dead, she is dead. She is God, and I?

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1907 · PDF PAGE 99

Collected Works (Vol. III)

…d, the ideal. Choose: nay, abstain from choice of these. Go, be alone, and be at ease ! Retire : renounce: the hermit’s cell Hath all of earth, and nought of hell. Renouncing all, keep nought enshrined A lurking serpent in the mind. Deem not to catch some goodlier gain Than these ; the goodliest prize were pain. Know that the utmost heaven is void Of aught save star or asteroid ! Or, an it please thee, idly dream A God therein, a force supreme, A heart of love, a crown of light, An infinite music of delight ;— This, but no more ; let fancy sway…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 105

Confessions of Aleister Crowley

…at melodious roar; All the mute mountains heard, Bowed, laughed aloud, concurred, And passed the word along, the signal of wide war. All earth took up the sound, And, being in one tune securely bound, Even a star became the soul of silence most profound. Thus there, the centre of that death that darkened, I sat and listened, if God's voice should break And pierce the hallow of my ear that hearkened, Lest God should speak and find me not awake --- For his own sake. No voice, no song might pierce or penetrate That enviable universal state. The su…

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1906 · PDF PAGE 16

Collected Works (Vol. II)

… Far in the arms of a god of snow. Conquer the world, that her throne may keep _- More of its pride, and its secret woe Flow through all earth as the rivers flow. Which of the gods is like thee, our queen? . Venus Callipyge, nameless, nude, Thou with the knowledge of all indued, Secrets of life and the dreams that mean Loves that are not, as are mortals’, hued All rose and lily, but linger unseen, Passion-flowers purpled, garlands of green ! ‘Who like thyself shall command our ways? Who has such pleasures and pains for hire ? Who can awake such…

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1911 · PDF PAGE 169

The Equinox (Volume I, Number V)

…on, It is clear that the mystic vision even is not his, or how could he remain sectarian? Had he only enough imagination to think of the earth as seen from Cor Scorpionis, all such diatribes would seem infinitely petty. We may splutter about with our little verbal fireworks, as 1 am doing now; but to take it seriously! " There's nothing serious in mortality;” God is All in All. The Universe is but a mote playing in that sunbeam ; why bother to fill 600 dull pages? Nothing 15 worth writing but literature. Art is the expression of divine Truth; Mr U…

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1911 · PDF PAGE 169

The Equinox (Volume I, Number VI)

…on, It is clear that the mystic vision even is not his, or how could he remain sectarian? Had he only enough imagination to think of the earth as seen from Cor Scorpionis, all such diatribes would seem infinitely petty. We may splutter about with our little verbal fireworks, as 1 am doing now; but to take it seriously! " There's nothing serious in mortality;” God is All in All. The Universe is but a mote playing in that sunbeam ; why bother to fill 600 dull pages? Nothing 15 worth writing but literature. Art is the expression of divine Truth; Mr U…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 56

Moonchild

…own broomsticks at him as he went about his daily task of making mischief between the citizens of that deplorably peaceful corner of the earth, or misappropriating funds intrusted to him for investment. He was an honest lawyer, as lawyers go — I was called to the Bar myself in my unregenerate days — and he resented the interference, the more so as no writ of habeas broomstick seemed to abate the nuisance. "The amiable creature, however, had recently taken pity upon his host, and sought to establish a claim upon his gratitude by saving him from …

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1906 · PDF PAGE 80

Collected Works (Vol. II)

…,” Measure for Measure. OF course I might have known it was a lie. Nathless, I wept all morning and de- spaired. Nothing for any life of earth I cared, Neither for heaven: I railed against the sky, 1 This intentionally obscure note means that she said she had cancer. Now Capricorn; the opposite to Cancer in the Zodiac, is called ‘* the symbol of gross passion.”

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1906 · PDF PAGE 226

Collected Works (Vol. II)

…grew from her forehead ; and she spat black foam and froth. Foul was the hag and evil, yet our Father bowed down flat on his face to the earth. ‘‘ Holy Virgin of God,” said he, ‘‘ what dost thou here? What wilt thou with thy servant?” At that she stank so that the air gasped about her, like a fish brought out of the sea. So she told him she was gathering simples for her daughter that had died to bury her withal. Now no simples grew in the desert. Therefore our Father drew with his sword lines of power in the sand, so that a black and terrible d…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 108

Collected Works (Vol. III)

… Man’s Day I danced into the cemetery. The air was cool ; the sun was gay 3 The scent of the revolving clay Made me most wondrous merry. Earth, after an agonising bout, Had swallowed up a widow clean. The issue hung for long in doubt :-— —Oh! anybody can make out The mystery I mean. The dead were dancing with the worms ; The live were laughing with their lemans ; The dead-alive were making terms With God, and notaries, and germs, With house-agents and demons. All Paris keeping sacrament Of musing or of melancholy, Impatient of the next event, T…

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1913 · PDF PAGE 276

The Equinox (Volume I, Number IX)

…r Crowley), VILL, 65 Dream Circean, The (Aleister Crowley), I, 105 Dreamer, The (Ethel Archer), 1V, 208 Dumb! (Aleister Crowley), IX, 10 Earth, The (Aleister Crowley), VI, 108 Editorial, No. I (Aleister Crowley), I, 1 Editorial, No. II (first paragraph by /. F.C. Fuller, revised by Aleister Crowley; rest by Aleister Crowley), I, 2 Editorial, No. III (Aleister Crowley), II, 1 Editorial, No. IV (Aleister Crowley), IV, Editorial, No. V (Aleister Crowley), V, Editorial, No. VI (Aleister Crowley), V1, Editorial, No. VII (Aleister Crowley), VII, 3 Ed…

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1913 · PDF PAGE 276

The Equinox (Volume I, Number X)

…r Crowley), VILL, 65 Dream Circean, The (Aleister Crowley), I, 105 Dreamer, The (Ethel Archer), 1V, 208 Dumb! (Aleister Crowley), IX, 10 Earth, The (Aleister Crowley), VI, 108 Editorial, No. I (Aleister Crowley), I, 1 Editorial, No. II (first paragraph by /. F.C. Fuller, revised by Aleister Crowley; rest by Aleister Crowley), I, 2 Editorial, No. III (Aleister Crowley), II, 1 Editorial, No. IV (Aleister Crowley), IV, Editorial, No. V (Aleister Crowley), V, Editorial, No. VI (Aleister Crowley), V1, Editorial, No. VII (Aleister Crowley), VII, 3 Ed…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 241

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…alled kingly, in the mire. Strike, O my lover! I will drag thee down Into mine own unending pain and hate ‘To be one devil more upon the earth.— Come! ye my serpents, wrap his bosom round With your entangling leprosy! And me, Let me assume the belovéd limber shape, The crested head, the jewelled eyes of death, And sinuous sinewy glitter of serpenthood, That I may look once more into his face, And, kissing, kill him! Thus to hold him fast, Drawing his human spirit into mine For strength, for life, for poison! Ah, my God ! These pangs, these torm…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 158

Moonchild

… and her quiver of light. Leaping behind her came her hounds, and she thought that she could hear their eager baying. Between heaven and earth stood the goddess, and looked about her, her eyes a-sparkle with keen joy. She unslung her baldric, and put her silver bugle to her lips. Through all the vastness of heaven that call rang loud; and, in obedience, the stars rushed from their thrones, and made obeisance to their mistress. It was a gallant hunting-party. For she perceived that these were no longer stars, but souls. Had not Simon Iff once sa…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 91

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…and horrible, to blister me With infamous tearing at my throat. O Hell! - Vomit thy monsters forth in myriads To putrefy this fair green earth with blood, But make not me the devilish minister Of such a deed as this! No respite ?— Must ? Irrevocable? I dare not call on God. Thou, thou wilt serve me if I do this thing? Oh, if this be a snare thou settest now, Who hast once already mocked our pact, I swear By God, I cast thee off. Leviathan! And I seal it—thus. [ Writing in the atr. I will keep silence, though they tear my tongue Blaspheming from…

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