Aleister Crowley
„"The Wickedest Man In the World"”
" Aleister Crowley, pe numele adevarat Edward Alexander Crowley s-a nascut pe 12 octombrie 1875 in Leamington, Warwickshire, Anglia si a murit pe 1"
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La Gitana
YOUR hair was full of roses in the dewfall as we danced, The sorceress enchanting and the paladin entranced, In the starlight as we wove us in a
The Poet
BURY me in a nameless grave! I came from God the world to save, I brought them wisdom from above: Worship, and liberty, and love. They slew me
Thanatos Basileos
The serpent dips his head beneath the sea His mother, source of all his energy Eternal, thence to draw the energy he needs On earth to do
The Quest
APART, immutable, unseen, Being, before itself had been, Became. Like dew a triple queen Shone as the void uncovered: The silence of
Cocaine
I. Of all the Graces that cluster about the throne of Venus the most timid and elusive is that maiden whom mortals call Happiness. None is so
Optimist
Kill off mankind And give the Earth a chance! Nature might find In her inheritance The seedlings of a race Less infinitely base.
White Stains
PREFACE In the fevered days and nights under the Empire that perished in the struggle of 1870, that whirling tumult of pleasure, scheming,
Hymn To Pan
Thrill with the lissome lust of the light, O man! My man! Come careering out of the night Of Pan! Io Pan! Io Pan! Io Pan! Come over the sea From
The Neophyte
TO-NIGHT I tread the unsubstantial way That looms before me, as the thundering night Falls on the ocean: I must stop, and pray One little
The Wife-Beater
I BRUISED your body with the whip Its wheals stand out in ridgéd azure. The savage blood upon your lip Images hurt, and hurt’s erasure. The
Absinthe: The Green Goddess
I. Keep always this dim corner for me, that I may sit while the Green Hour glides, a proud pavine of Time. For I am no longer in the city
