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1929 · PDF PAGE 147

Moonchild

… which he felt poised above him. He sought a new form of words. "I swear that we will not seek to break through your defences." This, he thought, should satisfy the captain of the gate, and yet permit him to do as he intended in the matter of trying to attack from within. Abdul Bey gasped out that it was well, that no more could be done, that the link with the White Lodge was broken. "But now our own blow strikes us to the earth." He fell backwards, as one dead. In another moment Arthwait, with a yell, a last invocation of that fiend whom he re…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 52

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…s above To set snares, by night, and makes afraid The spirit’s holy might with one slight maid Visioned and unsubsisting save in foreign thought, To its own strength a slave by witchcraft brought ! This is not Love but Lust, not Life but Death is found :— All the halls of sense with strife cry and re- sound. The Brain awakes in wrath; behold! the foemen flee, All the earth is clad with gold, and all the Sea $ Driven back the demons yield, falter and cease ; For a little while the shield of sleep is peace. Clear and bright the lamp burns ; clean…

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1935 · PDF PAGE 11

One Star in Sight

…f his creative will, in the shape of that Will, leaving his head and arms to form the symbol of Light, as if to make oath that his every thought, word and deed should express the Light derived from the God with which he has identified his life, his love and his liberty—symbolised by his heart, his phallus, and his legs. It is impossible to lay down precise rules by which a man may attain to the knowledge and conversation of His Holy Guardian Angel; for that is the particular secret of each one of us; as secret not to be told or even divined by …

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1905 · PDF PAGE 210

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…al spell to subdue it. 2 Jeheshua, or ‘' Jesus.” The seven palaces of sin, And slept the lonely sleep, Yet came He out alone: but then I thought I heard Them weep. ‘* Fle passed alone, above, Out of the Gates of Night ; Angels of Purity and Love Drew to my sound and sight. I heard Them cry that even there He fixed the eternal Light. ‘“‘T think beneath these groans, And laughters madness-born, Tears fell that might dissolve the stones That grind the accurséd corn. Beneath the deep, beneath the deep, may dwell the star of morn ! ‘‘ Therefore, O G…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 112

Moonchild

… to that tower, on the pretext of being an artist. And indeed he had a pretty amateur talent for painting in water- colours: some people thought it stronger than his verses. For ten days he watched the Butterfly-net with extreme care, and he wrote down the routine of the inhabitants hour by hour. Nothing escaped him of their doings in the garden; and (as it happened) the preponderating portion of their work lay out- of-doors. He could make nor head nor tail of the fact that the most important people were apparently doing no magick of any kind, …

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1929 · PDF PAGE 160

Moonchild

…ecution, and the hideous laughter of triumphant enemies. All this seemed to weigh heavily upon the little man that had created it; Iliel thought that he was seeking incarnation for the sake of its forgetfulness. Yet the light in his eyes was so pure and noble and magnetic that it might have been that he saw in a new birth the chance to repair his error. And now her attention was drawn to a yet nobler and still more fantastic form[4]. It was a kingly figure, and its eyes blazed bright with an enthusiasm that was tinged almost with madness. His c…

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1944 · PDF PAGE 120

The Book of Thoth

… Initiate, for the Momentum of thy Force in Transcendental Antithesis serveth to propel thee, and the Emancipation from the Fet‐ ters of Thought that thou hast won in that Praxis of Art maketh the Whirlpool and Gravitation of Truth of Competence to draw thee unto itself. DE VIA SOLA SOLIS This is the Profit of mine Intoxication of this holy Herb, The Grass of the Arabs, that it hath shewed me this Mystery (with many others), not as a New Light, for I had that aforetime, but by its swift Synthesis and Manifestation of a long Sequence of Events i…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 250

Collected Works (Vol. I)

… men. Alas! Maybe in this I still am self-deceived, Merely the fool swelled up with bitter words, Imagination, and the toadstool growth, Thought, wounded ; as a scorpion to sting Its own bruised life out. This is Tannhauser! How long ago since he took pleasure in Such love— [A horn winds. such music as yon horn below— [4 chant ts heard. Such worship as the simple chant that steals Calm and majestic in the solitude Up from the valley. Pilgrims, by my fay! [Enter PILGRIMS. PILGRIMS (sz7g). Hail to Thee, Lady bright, Queen of the stars of night! A…

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1906 · PDF PAGE 273

Collected Works (Vol. II)

… may be for a moment instructive to notice the considera- tion which led you to assume a happier attitude; viz., that such identities of thought (implying such fine parallelisms of brain structure) were discovered, that, in short, you admitted the Indian (as you have been compelled to admit the Gibbon)? to classifica- tion in your own genus. Scept. You are hard upon my insolence. Myst. Only to make the opportunity of remarking a further parallelism: that the said insolence is matched, maybe surpassed, by my own. A witty Irishman, indeed, ob- se…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 88

Collected Works (Vol. III)

82 A DRAMATIC VERSION OF BLANCHE, I know how you must despise me—oh! you are right. I am too poor a creature to occupy one thought of your mind. Alas! although you must die for me to- morrow-—[She stops short, and watts for him to respond, but DENYS is indeed think- ing of something else.) What! You are too proud to link yourself with the dis- honoured house of Malétroit? I too have my pride: and now—and now—I would no more marry you than I would marry my uncle’s groom. [Stamps her foot. DENYS turns round and looks at her tngutringly. He has no…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 113

Moonchild

… went back to Naples in a black fury against her. "The Wonder-working Serpent" was, therefore, an operation entirely to his taste. Gates thought the line of attack hopeful; he was totally sceptical of Lisa's virtue, or any woman's; and he had lived on women long enough to make his view arguable, within the limits of his experience. He bade Abdul try again. Good — then let magic aid! In order to possess "The Wonder-working Serpent," it is necessary, in the words of the Grimoire, "to buy an egg without haggling," which (by the way) indicates the …

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1905 · PDF PAGE 85

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…th fervid fires Of holiest desires Into I know not what a.cradle, made Of subtle-shapéed shade, And arms most perdurable.!_ I am lost In thought beyond all cost— Nay, but my spirit breaks chain That held it down. The pain Of death is past and I am free. This body, dead, must lie Till Thou come home again, O soaring Soul. The gates supernal roll ! Flash through them, O white-winged, white- blossom ghost ! Ah, God! for I am lost. [ JEPHTHAH remazis motzonless.* [Morning dawns. the slender Nay, I, Enter JARED, Soldiers, Prophet. SOLDIERS. Hfail, c…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 71

Collected Works (Vol. III)

… that would be kissed? Like far blue snows by sunrise caught Love lights the enlightened eyes of blue. Dare to believe the child-heart’s thought, And wake in wonder! For I knew From the first hour that This was true. XXIII. PROTOPLASM. ALTHOUGH I cannot leave these bitter leas, And whisper wiser than the southern breeze, And mix my master music with the sea’s ; Although I shiver and you smile; heap coal And you stand laughing where the long waves roll ; There is a sympathy of soul to soul. Not Scylla, not the iron Symplegades Shall bar that ves…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 76

Collected Works (Vol. I)

…angéd psalters, Where no lip no longer falters, And the priest’s deep brow Pales not, flushes not for passion, Clouds not with concealed thought, And the worshipper’s eye, wrought To the stars in subtle fashion, By no magic is distraught. Ay! our hope is in His holy Places, and our prayers ascend Fervent, and may sunder slowly The blue darkness at the end. For we know not where to send For a sword to cleanse the land, For a sharp two-edgéd brand, All our homesteads to defend. Now amid the desert sand Lives an outcast of our race, Strong, immuta…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 188

Moonchild

…m of carbon, which is but one of the ideas in our minds, how much more is it true of that supremely simple thing which stands behind all thought, the soul of man? Doubt that? The answer comes: Who doubts? [265] The sorcerer is perhaps — at best — trying to create a permanence of his complexities, as who should try to fashion gold from the dust-heap. But most sorcerers do not go so deeply into things; they are set upon the advantage of the moment. Douglas probably did not care a snap of the fingers for his ultimate destiny; it may be that he del…

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1905 · PDF PAGE 176

Collected Works (Vol. I)

… My glory? There she lies divine and dead Because I would not trust the sullen wave | Of time ; and chose this way-—her grave. I had not thought the poison left her so— Smiling, enticing, exquisite. I meant Rather that beauty to destroy, to leave No subtle languors on that breast of snow, No curves by God’s caressing finger bent, To bid me think of her: I would de- ceive My memory—now [ can but grieve. Perhaps our happiness, despite of all, Would have grown comelier and never tired ; Perhaps the pitiful pale face had been Alway my true wife’s; …

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1906 · PDF PAGE 140

Collected Works (Vol. II)

…osed upon itself That matter should move mind—Ay ! darker yet - That mind should work on matter? And the proof . Extant, implicit in the thought thereof ! Else all our work were vain. These twain be one ; And in their essence? Deeper, deeper yet I dive. [He draws the dirk and tests the point. And will to-morrow show me aught? [He extinguishes the lamps, goes to the door and opens it. The clang startles him. I hate that door! air Should bring back manhood! pitiest her ! Man, thou art whelmed in that red tide of lust That rolls over strong loathi…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 99

Collected Works (Vol. III)

…ues of mind, Things far from hurrying humankind. Thus spins out life its splendid charm :— Live, love, enjoy, yet do no harm, No rose of thought may bear or breed The poisonous thorn of word and deed.

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1907 · PDF PAGE 70

Collected Works (Vol. III)

…s, Eternal rapture caught and held; Better than rapture’s self is this To which we find ourselves compelled, The trick of self-analysis. Thoughts fetter not true love: we weld No bands by logic: on our lips The idle metaphysic quibble Laughs: what portends the late eclipse? What oracle of the solar sybil? Orion’s signal banner dips: ‘* This is the folly of your youth, Achieving the exalted aim 3 Because you have gained a higher truth To call it by a lower name.” XIX. ROsE on the breast of the world of spring, I press my breast against thy bloom…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 356

The Equinox (Volume I, Number III)

…conduct medal should they deserve it. This is a clean-minded book so far as it goes. We have no humbugging Horton, D.D., swooning at the thought of lace, frills, and a pretty ankle. But the remedies suggested are worse than the disease. Exalt the courtesan to her proper place, bracket her name with sweetheart, wife and mother, names which are rightly dear to us, and you will find a tender heart beneath the scarlet dress, and a charming lovable woman in spite of public opprobrium, Neglect this, and all other propositions of reform spell—Muck! A,…

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