Author: Aleister Crowley

[Dedicated to Austin Osman Spare] Have pity! show no pity! Those eyes that send such shivers Into my brain and […]

“Aug.” 10, 1911. Full moon to-night; and six and twenty years Since my full moon first broke from angel spheres! […]

[Dedicated to Horace Sheridan-Bickers] A vision of flushed faces, shining limbs, The madness of the music that entrances All life […]

Out of the night forth flamed a star – mine own! Now seventy light-years nearer as I urge Constant my […]

To-night I tread the unsubstantial way That looms before me, as the thundering night Falls on the ocean: I must […]

I The cloud my bed is tinged with blood and foam. The vault yet blazes with the sun Writhing above […]

Gabriel whispered in mine ear His archangelic poesie. How can I write? I only hear The sobbing murmur of the […]

TO LAYLAH EIGHT-AND-TWENTY Lamp of living loveliness, Maid miraculously male, Rapture of thine own excess Blushing through the velvet veil […]