{"id":472,"date":"2024-10-26T20:31:44","date_gmt":"2024-10-27T02:31:44","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/arcane.church\/thelema\/?page_id=472"},"modified":"2026-05-12T16:51:53","modified_gmt":"2026-05-12T22:51:53","slug":"liber-0007","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/arcane.church\/thelema\/liber-0007\/","title":{"rendered":"Liber VII – Liber Liberi"},"content":{"rendered":"

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Liber Liberi vel Lapidis Lazvli<\/h3>\n

sub figura<\/h5>\n

VII<\/h2>\n

Being the voluntary emancipation of a certain adept exempt from his adeptship. These are the birth words of a master of the temple.<\/h5>\n

A<\/span>\u2234<\/span>A<\/span>\u2234
\n<\/span>Publication in Class A<\/span><\/p>\n

The full knowledge of the interpretation of this book is concealed from all, save only the Sixfold Star. The Neophyte must nevertheless acquire a copy and throughly acquaint himself with the contents. He must commit one chapter to memory.<\/p>\n

PROLOGUE OF THE UNBORN<\/h5>\n
    \n
  1. Into my loneliness comes \u2014<\/li>\n
  2. The sound of a flute in dim groves that haunt the uttermost hills.<\/li>\n
  3. Even from the brave river they reach to the edge of the wilderness.<\/li>\n
  4. And I behold Pan.<\/li>\n
  5. The snows are eternal above, above \u2014<\/li>\n
  6. And their perfume smokes upward into the nostrils of the stars.<\/li>\n
  7. But what have I to do with these?<\/li>\n
  8. To me only the distant flute, the abiding vision of Pan.<\/li>\n
  9. On all sides Pan to the eye, to the ear;<\/li>\n
  10. The perfume of Pan pervading, the taste of him utterly filling my mouth, so that the tongue breaks forth into a weird and monstrous speech.<\/li>\n
  11. The embrace of him intense on every centre of pain and pleasure.<\/li>\n
  12. The sixth interior sense aflame with the inmost self of Him,<\/li>\n
  13. Myself flung down the precipice of being<\/li>\n
  14. Even to the abyss, annihilation.<\/li>\n
  15. An end to loneliness, as to all.<\/li>\n
  16. Pan! Pan! Io Pan! Io Pan!<\/li>\n<\/ol>\n
    I<\/h5>\n
      \n
    1. My God, how I love Thee!<\/li>\n
    2. With the vehement appetite of a beast I hunt Thee through the Universe.<\/li>\n
    3. Thou art standing as it were upon a pinnacle at the edge of some fortified city. I am a white bird, and perch upon Thee.<\/li>\n
    4. Thou art My Lover: I see Thee as a nymph with her white limbs stretched by the spring.<\/li>\n
    5. She lies upon the moss; there is none other but she:<\/li>\n
    6. Art Thou not Pan?<\/li>\n
    7. I am He. Speak not, O my God! Let the work be accomplished in silence.<\/li>\n
    8. Let my cry of pain be crystallized into a little white fawn to run away into the forest!<\/li>\n
    9. Thou art a centaur, O my God, from the violet-blossoms that crown Thee to the hoofs of the horse.<\/li>\n
    10. Thou art harder than tempered steel; there is no diamond beside Thee.<\/li>\n
    11. Did I not yield this body and soul?<\/li>\n
    12. I woo thee with a dagger drawn across my throat.<\/li>\n
    13. Let the spout of blood quench Thy blood-thirst, O my God!<\/li>\n
    14. Thou art a little white rabbit in the burrow Night.<\/li>\n
    15. I am greater than the fox and the hole.<\/li>\n
    16. Give me Thy kisses, O Lord God!<\/li>\n
    17. The lightning came and licked up the little flock of sheep.<\/li>\n
    18. There is a tongue and a flame; I see that trident walking over the sea.<\/li>\n
    19. A ph\u0153nix hath it for its head; below are two prongs. They spear the wicked.<\/li>\n
    20. I will spear Thee, O Thou little grey god, unless Thou beware!<\/li>\n
    21. From the grey to the gold; from the gold to that which is beyond the gold of Ophir.<\/li>\n
    22. My God! but I love Thee!<\/li>\n
    23. Why hast Thou whispered so ambiguous things? Wast Thou afraid, O goat-hoofed One, O horned One, O pillar of lightning?<\/li>\n
    24. From the lightning fall pearls; from the pearls black specks of nothing.<\/li>\n
    25. I based all on one, one on naught.<\/li>\n
    26. Afloat in the \u00e6ther, O my God, my God!<\/li>\n
    27. O Thou great hooded sun of glory, cut off these eyelids!<\/li>\n
    28. Nature shall die out; she hideth me, closing mine eyelids with fear, she hideth me from My destruction, O Thou open eye.<\/li>\n
    29. O ever-weeping One!<\/li>\n
    30. Not Isis my mother, nor Osiris my self; but the incestuous Horus given over to Typhon, so may I be!<\/li>\n
    31. There thought; and thought is evil.<\/li>\n
    32. Pan! Pan! Io Pan! it is enough.<\/li>\n
    33. Fall not into death, O my soul! Think that death is the bed into which you are falling!<\/li>\n
    34. O how I love Thee, O my God! Especially is there a vehement parallel light from infinity, vilely diffracted in the haze of this mind.<\/li>\n
    35. I love Thee.
      \nI love Thee.
      \nI love Thee.<\/li>\n
    36. Thou art a beautiful thing whiter than a woman in the column of this vibration.<\/li>\n
    37. I shoot up vertically like an arrow, and become that Above.<\/li>\n
    38. But it is death, and the flame of the pyre.<\/li>\n
    39. Ascend in the flame of the pyre, O my soul! Thy God is like the cold emptiness of the utmost heaven, into which thou radiatest thy little light.<\/li>\n
    40. When Thou shall know me, O empty God, my flame shall utterly expire in Thy great N. O. X.<\/li>\n
    41. What shalt Thou be, my God, when I have ceased to love Thee?<\/li>\n
    42. A worm, a nothing, a niddering knave!<\/li>\n
    43. But Oh! I love Thee.<\/li>\n
    44. I have thrown a million flowers from the basket of the Beyond at Thy feet, I have anointed Thee and Thy Staff with oil and blood and kisses.<\/li>\n
    45. I have kindled Thy marble into life \u2014 ay! into death.<\/li>\n
    46. I have been smitten with the reek of Thy mouth, that drinketh never wine but life.<\/li>\n
    47. How the dew of the Universe whitens the lips!<\/li>\n
    48. Ah! trickling flow of the stars of the mother Supernal, begone!<\/li>\n
    49. I Am She that should come, the Virgin of all men.<\/li>\n
    50. I am a boy before Thee, O Thou satyr God.<\/li>\n
    51. Thou wilt inflict the punishment of pleasure \u2014 Now! Now! Now!<\/li>\n
    52. Io Pan! Io Pan! I love Thee. I love Thee.<\/li>\n
    53. O my God, spare me!<\/li>\n
    54. Now!
      \nIt is done! Death.<\/li>\n
    55. I cried aloud the word \u2014 and it was a mighty spell to bind the Invisible, an enchantment to unbind the bound; yea, to unbind the bound.<\/li>\n<\/ol>\n
      II<\/h5>\n
        \n
      1. O my God! use Thou me again, alway. For ever! For ever!<\/li>\n
      2. That which came fire from Thee cometh water from me; let therefore Thy Spirit lay hold on me, so that my right hand loose the lightning.<\/li>\n
      3. Travelling through space, I saw the onrush of two galaxies, butting each other and goring like bulls upon earth. I was afraid.<\/li>\n
      4. Thus they ceased fight, and turned upon me, and I was sorely crushed and torn.<\/li>\n
      5. I had rather have been trampled by the World-Elephant.<\/li>\n
      6. O my God! Thou art my little pet tortoise!<\/li>\n
      7. Yet Thou sustainest the World-Elephant.<\/li>\n
      8. I creep under Thy carapace, like a lover into the bed of his beautiful; I creep in, and sit in Thine heart, as cubby and cosy as may be.<\/li>\n
      9. Thou shelterest me, that I hear not the trumpeting of that World-Elephant.<\/li>\n
      10. Thou art not worth an obol in the agora; yet Thou art not to be bought at the ransom of the whole Universe.<\/li>\n
      11. Thou art like a beautiful Nubian slave leaning her naked purple against the green pillars of marble that are above the bath.<\/li>\n
      12. Wine jets from her black nipples.<\/li>\n
      13. I drank wine awhile agone in the house of Pertinax. The cup-boy favoured me, and gave me of the right sweet Chian.<\/li>\n
      14. There was a Doric boy, skilled in feats of strength, an athlete. The full moon fled away angrily down the wrack.
        \nAh! but we laughed.<\/li>\n
      15. I was pernicious drunk, O my God! Yet Pertinax brought me to the bridal.<\/li>\n
      16. I had a crown of thorns for all my dower.<\/li>\n
      17. Thou art like a goat\u2019s horn from Astor, O Thou God of mine, gnarl\u2019d and crook\u2019d and devilish strong.<\/li>\n
      18. Colder than all the ice of all the glaciers of the Naked Mountain was the wine it poured for me.<\/li>\n
      19. A wild country and a waning moon.
        \nClouds scudding over the sky.
        \nA circuit of pines, and of tall yews beyond. Thou in the midst!<\/li>\n
      20. O all ye toads and cats, rejoice! Ye slimy things, come hither!<\/li>\n
      21. Dance, dance to the Lord our God!<\/li>\n
      22. He is he! He is he! He is he!<\/li>\n
      23. Why should I go on?<\/li>\n
      24. Why? Why? comes the sudden cackle of a million imps of hell.<\/li>\n
      25. And the laughter runs.<\/li>\n
      26. But sickens not the Universe; but shakes not the stars.<\/li>\n
      27. God! how I love Thee!<\/li>\n
      28. I am walking in an asylum; all the men and women about me are insane.<\/li>\n
      29. Oh madness! madness! madness! desirable art thou!<\/li>\n
      30. But I love Thee, O God!<\/li>\n
      31. These men and women rave and howl; they froth out folly.<\/li>\n
      32. I begin to be afraid. I have no check; I am alone. Alone. Alone.<\/li>\n
      33. Think, O God, how I am happy in Thy love.<\/li>\n
      34. O marble Pan! O false leering face! I love Thy dark kisses, bloody and stinking! O marble Pan! Thy kisses are like sunlight on the blue \u00c6gean; their blood is the blood of the sunset over Athens; their stink is like a garden of Roses of Macedonia.<\/li>\n
      35. I dreamt of sunset and roses and vines; Thou wast there, O my God, Thou didst habit Thyself as an Athenian courtesan, and I loved Thee.<\/li>\n
      36. Thou art no dream, O Thou too beautiful alike for sleep and waking!<\/li>\n
      37. I disperse the insane folk of the earth; I walk alone with my little puppets in the garden.<\/li>\n
      38. I am Gargantuan great; yon galaxy is but the smoke-ring of mine incense.<\/li>\n
      39. Burn Thou strange herbs, O God!<\/li>\n
      40. Brew me a magic liquor, boys, with your glances!<\/li>\n
      41. The very soul is drunken.<\/li>\n
      42. Thou art drunken, O my God, upon my kisses.<\/li>\n
      43. The Universe reels; Thou hast looked upon it.<\/li>\n
      44. Twice, and all is done.<\/li>\n
      45. Come, O my God, and let us embrace!<\/li>\n
      46. Lazily, hungrily, ardently, patiently; so will I work.<\/li>\n
      47. There shall be an End.<\/li>\n
      48. O God! O God!<\/li>\n
      49. I am a fool to love Thee; Thou art cruel, Thou withholdest Thyself.<\/li>\n
      50. Come to me now! I love Thee! I love Thee!<\/li>\n
      51. O my darling, my darling \u2014 Kiss me! Kiss me! Ah! but again.<\/li>\n
      52. Sleep, take me! Death, take me! This life is too full; it pains, it slays, it suffices.<\/li>\n
      53. Let me go back into the world; yea, back into the world.<\/li>\n<\/ol>\n
        III<\/h5>\n
          \n
        1. I was the priest of Ammon-Ra in the temple of Ammon-Ra at Thebai.<\/li>\n
        2. But Bacchus came singing with his troops of vine-clad girls, of girls in dark mantles; and Bacchus in the midst like a fawn!<\/li>\n
        3. God! how I ran out in my rage and scattered the chorus!<\/li>\n
        4. But in my temple stood Bacchus as the priest of Ammon-Ra.<\/li>\n
        5. Therefore I went wildly with the girls into Abyssinia; and there we abode and rejoiced.<\/li>\n
        6. Exceedingly; yea, in good sooth!<\/li>\n
        7. I will eat the ripe and the unripe fruit for the glory of Bacchus.<\/li>\n
        8. Terraces of ilex, and tiers of onyx and opal and sardonyx leading up to the cool green porch of malachite.<\/li>\n
        9. Within is a crystal shell, shaped like an oyster \u2014 O glory of Priapus! O beatitude of the Great Goddess!<\/li>\n
        10. Therein is a pearl.<\/li>\n
        11. O Pearl! thou hast come from the majesty of dread Ammon-Ra.<\/li>\n
        12. Then I the priest beheld a steady glitter in the heart of the pearl.<\/li>\n
        13. So bright we could not look! But behold! a blood-red rose upon a rood of glowing gold!<\/li>\n
        14. So I adored the God. Bacchus! thou art the lover of my God!<\/li>\n
        15. I who was priest of Ammon-Ra, who saw the Nile flow by for many moons, for many, many moons, am the young fawn of the grey land.<\/li>\n
        16. I will set up my dance in your conventicles, and my secret loves shall be sweet among you.<\/li>\n
        17. Thou shalt have a lover among the lords of the grey land.<\/li>\n
        18. This shall he bring unto thee, without which all is in vain; a man\u2019s life spilt for thy love upon My Altars.<\/li>\n
        19. Amen.<\/li>\n
        20. Let it be soon, O God, my God! I ache for Thee, I wander very lonely among the mad folk, in the grey land of desolation.<\/li>\n
        21. Thou shalt set up the abominable lonely Thing of wickedness. Oh joy! to lay that corner-stone!<\/li>\n
        22. It shall stand erect upon the high mountain; only my God shall commune with it.<\/li>\n
        23. I will build it of a single ruby; it shall be seen from afar off.<\/li>\n
        24. Come! let us irritate the vessels of the earth: they shall distil strange wine.<\/li>\n
        25. It grows under my hand: it shall cover the whole heaven.<\/li>\n
        26. Thou art behind me: I scream with a mad joy.<\/li>\n
        27. Then said Ithuriel the strong; let Us also worship this invisible marvel!<\/li>\n
        28. So did they, and the archangels swept over the heaven.<\/li>\n
        29. Strange and mystic, like a yellow priest invoking mighty flights of great grey birds from the North, so do I stand and invoke Thee!<\/li>\n
        30. Let them obscure not the sun with their wings and their clamour!<\/li>\n
        31. Take away form and its following!<\/li>\n
        32. I am still.<\/li>\n
        33. Thou art like an osprey among the rice, I am the great red pelican in the sunset waters.<\/li>\n
        34. I am like a black eunuch; and Thou art the scimitar. I smite off the head of the light one, the breaker of bread and salt.<\/li>\n
        35. Yea! I smite \u2014 and the blood makes as it were a sunset on the lapis lazuli of the King\u2019s Bedchamber.<\/li>\n
        36. I smite! The whole world is broken up into a mighty wind, and a voice cries aloud in a tongue that men cannot speak.<\/li>\n
        37. I know that awful sound of primal joy; let us follow on the wings of the gale even unto the holy house of Hathor; let us offer the five jewels of the cow upon her altar!<\/li>\n
        38. Again the inhuman voice!<\/li>\n
        39. I rear my Titan bulk into the teeth of the gale, and I smite and prevail, and swing me out over the sea.<\/li>\n
        40. There is a strange pale God, a god of pain and deadly wickedness.<\/li>\n
        41. My own soul bites into itself, like a scorpion ringed with fire.<\/li>\n
        42. That pallid God with face averted, that God of subtlety and laughter, that young Doric God, him will I serve.<\/li>\n
        43. For the end thereof is torment unspeakable.<\/li>\n
        44. Better the loneliness of the great grey sea!<\/li>\n
        45. But ill befall the folk of the grey land, my God!<\/li>\n
        46. Let me smother them with my roses!<\/li>\n
        47. Oh Thou delicious God, smile sinister!<\/li>\n
        48. I pluck Thee, O my God, like a purple plum upon a sunny tree. How Thou dost melt in my mouth, Thou consecrated sugar of the Stars!<\/li>\n
        49. The world is all grey before mine eyes; it is like an old worn wine-skin.<\/li>\n
        50. All the wine of it is on these lips.<\/li>\n
        51. Thou hast begotten me upon a marble Statue, O my God!<\/li>\n
        52. The body is icy cold with the coldness of a million moons; it is harder than the adamant of eternity. How shall I come forth into the light?<\/li>\n
        53. Thou art He, O God! O my darling! my child! my plaything! Thou art like a cluster of maidens, like a multitude of swans upon the lake.<\/li>\n
        54. I feel the essence of softness.<\/li>\n
        55. I am hard and strong and male; but come Thou! I shall be soft and weak and feminine.<\/li>\n
        56. Thou shalt crush me in the wine-press of Thy love. My blood shall stain Thy fiery feet with litanies of Love in Anguish.<\/li>\n
        57. There shall be a new flower in the fields, a new vintage in the vineyards.<\/li>\n
        58. The bees shall gather a new honey; the poets shall sing a new song.<\/li>\n
        59. I shall gain the Pain of the Goat for my prize; and the God that sitteth upon the shoulders of Time shall drowse.<\/li>\n
        60. Then shall all this which is written be accomplished: yea, it shall be accomplished.<\/li>\n<\/ol>\n
          IV<\/h5>\n
            \n
          1. I am like a maiden bathing in a clear pool of fresh water.<\/li>\n
          2. O my God! I see Thee dark and desirable, rising through the water as a golden smoke.<\/li>\n
          3. Thou art altogether golden, the hair and the eyebrows and the brilliant face; even into the finger-tips and toe-tips Thou art one rosy dream of gold.<\/li>\n
          4. Deep into Thine eyes that are golden my soul leaps, like an archangel menacing the sun.<\/li>\n
          5. My sword passes through and through Thee; crystalline moons ooze out of Thy beautiful body that is hidden behind the ovals of Thine eyes.<\/li>\n
          6. Deeper, ever deeper. I fall, even as the whole Universe falls down the abyss of Years.<\/li>\n
          7. For Eternity calls; the Overworld calls; the world of the Word is awaiting us.<\/li>\n
          8. Be done with speech, O God! Fasten the fangs of the hound Eternity in this my throat!<\/li>\n
          9. I am like a wounded bird flapping in circles.<\/li>\n
          10. Who knows where I shall fall?<\/li>\n
          11. O bless\u00e9d One! O God! O my devourer!<\/li>\n
          12. Let me fall, fall down, fall away, afar, alone!<\/li>\n
          13. Let me fall!<\/li>\n
          14. Nor is there any rest, Sweet Heart, save in the cradle of royal Bacchus, the thigh of the most Holy One.<\/li>\n
          15. There rest, under the canopy of night.<\/li>\n
          16. Uranus chid Eros; Marsyas chid Olympas; I chid my beautiful lover with his sunray mane; shall I not sing?<\/li>\n
          17. Shall not mine incantations bring around me the wonderful company of the wood-gods, their bodies glistening with the ointment of moonlight and honey and myrrh?<\/li>\n
          18. Worshipful are ye, O my lovers; let us forward to the dimmest hollow!<\/li>\n
          19. There we will feast upon mandrake and upon moly!<\/li>\n
          20. There the lovely One shall spread us His holy banquet. In the brown cakes of corn we shall taste the food of the world, and be strong.<\/li>\n
          21. In the ruddy and awful cup of death we shall drink the blood of the world, and be drunken!<\/li>\n
          22. Ohe! the song to Iao, the song to Iao!<\/li>\n
          23. Come, let us sing to thee, Iacchus invisible, Iacchus triumphant, Iacchus indicible!<\/li>\n
          24. Iacchus, O Iacchus, O Iacchus, be near us!<\/li>\n
          25. Then was the countenance of all time darkened, and the true light shone forth.<\/li>\n
          26. There was also a certain cry in an unknown tongue, whose stridency troubled the still waters of my soul, so that my mind and my body were healed of their disease, self-knowledge.<\/li>\n
          27. Yea, an angel troubled the waters.<\/li>\n
          28. This was the cry of Him: IIIOOShBTh-IO-IIIIAMAMThIBI-II.<\/li>\n
          29. Nor did I sing this for a thousand times a night for a thousand nights before Thou camest, O my flaming God, and pierced me with Thy spear. Thy scarlet robe unfolded the whole heavens, so that the Gods said: All is burning: it is the end.<\/li>\n
          30. Also Thou didst set Thy lips to the wound and suck out a million eggs. And Thy mother sat upon them, and lo! stars and stars and ultimate Things whereof stars are the atoms.<\/li>\n
          31. Then I perceived Thee, O my God, sitting like a white cat upon the trellis-work of the arbour; and the hum of the spinning worlds was but Thy pleasure.<\/li>\n
          32. O white cat, the sparks fly from Thy fur! Thou dost crackle with splitting the worlds.<\/li>\n
          33. I have seen more of Thee in the white cat than I saw in the Vision of \u00c6ons.<\/li>\n
          34. In the boat of Ra did I travel, but I never found upon the visible Universe any being like unto Thee!<\/li>\n
          35. Thou wast like a winged white horse, and I raced Thee through eternity against the Lord of the Gods.<\/li>\n
          36. So still we race!<\/li>\n
          37. Thou wast like a flake of snow falling in the pine-clad woods.<\/li>\n
          38. In a moment Thou wast lost in a wilderness of the like and the unlike.<\/li>\n
          39. But I beheld the beautiful God at the back of the blizzard \u2014 and Thou wast He!<\/li>\n
          40. Also I read in a great Book.<\/li>\n
          41. On ancient skin was written in letters of gold: Verbum fit Verbum.<\/li>\n
          42. Also Vitriol and the hierophant\u2019s name
            \nV.V.V.V.V.<\/li>\n
          43. All this wheeled in fire, in star-fire, rare and far and utterly lonely \u2014 even as Thou and I, O desolate soul my God!<\/li>\n
          44. Yea, and the writing
            \n\"Magical
            \nIt is well.
            \nThis is the voice which shook the earth.<\/li>\n
          45. Eight times he cried aloud, and by eight and by eight shall I count Thy favours, Oh Thou Elevenfold God 418!<\/li>\n
          46. Yea, and by many more; by the ten in the twenty-two directions; even as the perpendicular of the Pyramid \u2014 so shall Thy favours be.<\/li>\n
          47. If I number them, they are One.<\/li>\n
          48. Excellent is Thy love, Oh Lord! Thou art revealed by the darkness, and he who gropeth in the horror of the groves shall haply catch Thee, even as a snake that seizeth on a little singing-bird.<\/li>\n
          49. I have caught Thee, O my soft thrush; I am like a hawk of mother-of-emerald; I catch Thee by instinct, though my eyes fail from Thy glory.<\/li>\n
          50. Yet they are but foolish folk yonder. I see them on the yellow sand, all clad in Tyrian purple.<\/li>\n
          51. They draw their shining God unto the land in nets; they build a fire to the Lord of Fire, and cry unhallowed words, even the dreadful curse Amri maratza, maratza, atman deona lastadza maratza maritza \u2014 mar\u00e1n!<\/li>\n
          52. Then do they cook the shining god, and gulp him whole.<\/li>\n
          53. These are evil folk, O beautiful boy! let us pass on to the Otherworld.<\/li>\n
          54. Let us make ourselves into a pleasant bait, into a seductive shape!<\/li>\n
          55. I will be like a splendid naked woman with ivory breasts and golden nipples; my whole body shall be like the milk of the stars. I will be lustrous and Greek, a courtesan of Delos, of the unstable Isle.<\/li>\n
          56. Thou shalt be like a little red worm on a hook.<\/li>\n
          57. But thou and I will catch our fish alike.<\/li>\n
          58. Then wilt thou be a shining fish with golden back and silver belly: I will be like a violent beautiful man, stronger than two score bulls, a man of the West bearing a great sack of precious jewels upon a staff that is greater than the axis of the all.<\/li>\n
          59. And the fish shall be sacrificed to Thee and the strong man crucified for Me, and Thou and I will kiss, and atone for the wrong of the Beginning; yea, for the wrong of the beginning.<\/li>\n<\/ol>\n
            V<\/h5>\n
              \n
            1. O my beautiful God! I swim in Thy heart like a trout in the mountain torrent.<\/li>\n
            2. I leap from pool to pool in my joy; I am goodly with brown and gold and silver.<\/li>\n
            3. Why, I am lovelier than the russet autumn woods at the first snowfall.<\/li>\n
            4. And the crystal cave of my thought is lovelier than I.<\/li>\n
            5. Only one fish-hook can draw me out; it is a woman kneeling by the bank of the stream. It is she that pours the bright dew over herself, and into the sand so that the river gushes forth.<\/li>\n
            6. There is a bird on yonder myrtle; only the song of that bird can draw me out of the pool of Thy heart, O my God!<\/li>\n
            7. Who is this Neapolitan boy that laughs in his happiness? His lover is the mighty crater of the Mountain of Fire. I saw his charred limbs borne down the slopes in a stealthy tongue of liquid stone.<\/li>\n
            8. And Oh! the chirp of the cicada!<\/li>\n
            9. I remember the days when I was cacique in Mexico.<\/li>\n
            10. O my God, wast Thou then as now my beautiful lover?<\/li>\n
            11. Was my boyhood then as now Thy toy, Thy joy?<\/li>\n
            12. Verily, I remember those iron days.<\/li>\n
            13. I remember how we drenched the bitter lakes with our torrent of gold; how we sank the treasurable image in the crater of Citlaltepetl.<\/li>\n
            14. How the good flame lifted us even unto the lowlands, setting us down in the impenetrable forest.<\/li>\n
            15. Yea, Thou wast a strange scarlet bird with a bill of gold. I was Thy mate in the forests of the lowland; and ever we heard from afar the shrill chant of mutilated priests and the insane clamour of the Sacrifice of Maidens.<\/li>\n
            16. There was a weird winged God that told us of his wisdom.<\/li>\n
            17. We attained to be starry grains of gold dust in the sands of a slow river.<\/li>\n
            18. Yea, and that river was the river of space and time also.<\/li>\n
            19. We parted thence; ever to the smaller, ever to the greater, until now, O sweet God, we are ourselves, the same.<\/li>\n
            20. O God of mine, Thou art like a little white goat with lightning in his horns!<\/li>\n
            21. I love Thee, I love Thee.<\/li>\n
            22. Every breath, every word, every thought, every deed is an act of love with Thee.<\/li>\n
            23. The beat of my heart is the pendulum of love.<\/li>\n
            24. The songs of me are the soft sighs:<\/li>\n
            25. The thoughts of me are very rapture:<\/li>\n
            26. And my deeds are the myriads of Thy children, the stars and the atoms.<\/li>\n
            27. Let there be nothing!<\/li>\n
            28. Let all things drop into this ocean of love!<\/li>\n
            29. Be this devotion a potent spell to exorcise the demons of the Five!<\/li>\n
            30. Ah God, all is gone! Thou dost consummate Thy rapture. Fal\u00fatli! Fal\u00fatli!<\/li>\n
            31. There is a solemnity of the silence. There is no more voice at all.<\/li>\n
            32. So shall it be unto the end. We who were dust shall never fall away into the dust.<\/li>\n
            33. So shall it be.<\/li>\n
            34. Then, O my God, the breath of the Garden of Spices. All these have a savour averse.<\/li>\n
            35. The cone is cut with an infinite ray; the curve of hyperbolic life springs into being.<\/li>\n
            36. Farther and farther we float; yet we are still. It is the chain of systems that is falling away from us.<\/li>\n
            37. First falls the silly world; the world of the old grey land.<\/li>\n
            38. Falls it unthinkably far, with its sorrowful bearded face presiding over it; it fades to silence and woe.<\/li>\n
            39. We to silence and bliss, and the face is the laughing face of Eros.<\/li>\n
            40. Smiling we greet him with the secret signs.<\/li>\n
            41. He leads us into the Inverted Palace.<\/li>\n
            42. There is the Heart of Blood, a pyramid reaching its apex down beyond the Wrong of the Beginning.<\/li>\n
            43. Bury me unto Thy Glory, O beloved, O princely lover of this harlot maiden, within the Secretest Chamber of the Palace!<\/li>\n
            44. It is done quickly; yea, the seal is set upon the vault.<\/li>\n
            45. There is one that shall avail to open it.<\/li>\n
            46. Nor by memory, nor by imagination, nor by prayer, nor by fasting, nor by scourging, nor by drugs, nor by ritual, nor by meditation; only by passive love shall he avail.<\/li>\n
            47. He shall await the sword of the Beloved and bare his throat for the stroke.<\/li>\n
            48. Then shall his blood leap out and write me runes in the sky; yea, write me runes in the sky.<\/li>\n<\/ol>\n
              VI<\/h5>\n
                \n
              1. Thou wast a priestess, O my God, among the Druids; and we knew the powers of the oak.<\/li>\n
              2. We made us a temple of stones in the shape of the Universe, even as thou didst wear openly and I concealed.<\/li>\n
              3. There we performed many wonderful things by midnight.<\/li>\n
              4. By the waning moon did we work.<\/li>\n
              5. Over the plain came the atrocious cry of wolves.<\/li>\n
              6. We answered; we hunted with the pack.<\/li>\n
              7. We came even unto the new Chapel and Thou didst bear away the Holy Graal beneath Thy Druid vestments.<\/li>\n
              8. Secretly and by stealth did we drink of the informing sacrament.<\/li>\n
              9. Then a terrible disease seized upon the folk of the grey land; and we rejoiced.<\/li>\n
              10. O my God, disguise Thy glory!<\/li>\n
              11. Come as a thief, and let us steal away the Sacraments!<\/li>\n
              12. In our groves, in our cloistral cells, in our honeycomb of happiness, let us drink, let us drink!<\/li>\n
              13. It is the wine that tinges everything with the true tincture of infallible gold.<\/li>\n
              14. There are deep secrets in these songs. It is not enough to hear the bird; to enjoy song he must be the bird.<\/li>\n
              15. I am the bird, and Thou art my song, O my glorious galloping God!<\/li>\n
              16. Thou reinest in the stars; thou drivest the constellations seven abreast through the circus of Nothingness.<\/li>\n
              17. Thou Gladiator God!<\/li>\n
              18. I play upon mine harp; Thou fightest the beasts and the flames.<\/li>\n
              19. Thou takest Thy joy in the music, and I in the fighting.<\/li>\n
              20. Thou and I are beloved of the Emperor.<\/li>\n
              21. See! he has summoned us to the Imperial dais.
                \nThe night falls; it is a great orgy of worship and bliss.<\/li>\n
              22. The night falls like a spangled cloak from the shoulders of a prince upon a slave.<\/li>\n
              23. He rises a free man!<\/li>\n
              24. Cast thou, O prophet, the cloak upon these slaves!<\/li>\n
              25. A great night, and scarce fires therein; but freedom for the slave that its glory shall encompass.<\/li>\n
              26. So also I went down into the great sad city.<\/li>\n
              27. There dead Messalina bartered her crown for poison from the dead Locusta; there stood Caligula, and smote the seas of forgetfulness.<\/li>\n
              28. Who wast Thou, O Caesar, that Thou knewest God in an horse?<\/li>\n
              29. For lo! we beheld the White Horse of the Saxon engraven upon the earth; and we beheld the Horses of the Sea that flame about the old grey land, and the foam from their nostrils enlightens us!<\/li>\n
              30. Ah! but I love thee, God!<\/li>\n
              31. Thou art like a moon upon the ice-world.<\/li>\n
              32. Thou art like the dawn of the utmost snows upon the burnt-up flats of the tiger\u2019s land.<\/li>\n
              33. By silence and by speech do I worship Thee.<\/li>\n
              34. But all is in vain.<\/li>\n
              35. Only Thy silence and Thy speech that worship me avail.<\/li>\n
              36. Wail, O ye folk of the grey land, for we have drunk your wine, and left ye but the bitter dregs.<\/li>\n
              37. Yet from these we will distil ye a liquor beyond the nectar of the Gods.<\/li>\n
              38. There is value in our tincture for a world of Spice and gold.<\/li>\n
              39. For our red powder of projection is beyond all possibilities.<\/li>\n
              40. There are few men; there are enough.<\/li>\n
              41. We shall be full of cup-bearers, and the wine is not stinted.<\/li>\n
              42. O dear my God! what a feast Thou hast provided.<\/li>\n
              43. Behold the lights and the flowers and the maidens!<\/li>\n
              44. Taste of the wines and the cates and the splendid meats!<\/li>\n
              45. Breathe in the perfumes and the clouds of little gods like wood-nymphs that inhabit the nostrils!<\/li>\n
              46. Feel with your whole body the glorious smoothness of the marble coolth and the generous warmth of the sun and the slaves!<\/li>\n
              47. Let the Invisible inform all the devouring Light of its disruptive vigour!<\/li>\n
              48. Yea! all the world is split apart, as an old grey tree by the lightning!<\/li>\n
              49. Come, O ye gods, and let us feast.<\/li>\n
              50. Thou, O my darling, O my ceaseless Sparrow-God, my delight, my desire, my deceiver, come Thou and chirp at my right hand!<\/li>\n
              51. This was the tale of the memory of Al A\u2019in the priest; yea, of Al A\u2019in the priest.<\/li>\n<\/ol>\n
                VII<\/h5>\n
                  \n
                1. By the burning of the incense was the Word revealed, and by the distant drug.<\/li>\n
                2. O meal and honey and oil! O beautiful flag of the moon, that she hangs out in the centre of bliss!<\/li>\n
                3. These loosen the swathings of the corpse; these unbind the feet of Osiris, so that the flaming God may rage through the firmament with his fantastic spear.<\/li>\n
                4. But of pure black marble is the sorry statue, and the changeless pain of the eyes is bitter to the blind.<\/li>\n
                5. We understand the rapture of that shaken marble, torn by the throes of the crowned child, the golden rod of the golden God.<\/li>\n
                6. We know why all is hidden in the stone, within the coffin, within the mighty sepulchre, and we too answer Olal\u00e1m! Im\u00e1l! Tut\u00falu! as it is written in the ancient book.<\/li>\n
                7. Three words of that book are as life to a new aeon; no god has read the whole.<\/li>\n
                8. But thou and I, O God, have written it page by page.<\/li>\n
                9. Ours is the elevenfold reading of the Elevenfold word.<\/li>\n
                10. These seven letters together make seven diverse words; each word is divine, and seven sentences are hidden therein.<\/li>\n
                11. Thou art the Word, O my darling, my lord, my master!<\/li>\n
                12. O come to me, mix the fire and the water, all shall dissolve.<\/li>\n
                13. I await Thee in sleeping, in waking. I invoke Thee no more; for Thou art in me, O Thou who hast made me a beautiful instrument tuned to Thy rapture.<\/li>\n
                14. Yet art Thou ever apart, even as I.<\/li>\n
                15. I remember a certain holy day in the dusk of the year, in the dusk of the Equinox of Osiris, when first I beheld Thee visibly; when first the dreadful issue was fought out; when the Ibis-headed One charmed away the strife.<\/li>\n
                16. I remember Thy first kiss, even as a maiden should. Nor in the dark byways was there another: Thy kisses abide.<\/li>\n
                17. There is none other beside Thee in the whole Universe of Love.<\/li>\n
                18. My God, I love Thee, O Thou goat with gilded horns!<\/li>\n
                19. Thou beautiful bull of Apis! Thou beautiful serpent of Apep! Thou beautiful child of the Pregnant Goddess!<\/li>\n
                20. Thou hast stirred in Thy sleep, O ancient sorrow of years! Thou hast raised Thine head to strike, and all is dissolved into the Abyss of Glory.<\/li>\n
                21. An end to the letters of the words! An end to the sevenfold speech.<\/li>\n
                22. Resolve me the wonder of it all into the figure of a gaunt swift camel striding over the sand.<\/li>\n
                23. Lonely is he, and abominable; yet hath he gained the crown.<\/li>\n
                24. Oh rejoice! rejoice!<\/li>\n
                25. My God! O my God! I am but a speck in the star-dust of ages; I am the Master of the Secret of Things.<\/li>\n
                26. I am the Revealer and the Preparer. Mine is the Sword \u2014 and the Mitre and the Wing\u00e8d Wand!<\/li>\n
                27. I am the Initiator and the Destroyer. Mine is the Globe \u2014 and the Bennu bird and the Lotus of Isis my daughter!<\/li>\n
                28. I am the One beyond these all; and I bear the symbols of the mighty darkness.<\/li>\n
                29. There shall be a sigil as of a vast black brooding ocean of death and the central blaze of darkness, radiating its night upon all.<\/li>\n
                30. It shall swallow up that lesser darkness.<\/li>\n
                31. But in that profound who shall answer: What is?<\/li>\n
                32. Not I.<\/li>\n
                33. Not Thou, O God!<\/li>\n
                34. Come, let us no more reason together; let us enjoy! Let us be ourselves, silent, unique, apart.<\/li>\n
                35. O lonely woods of the world! In what recesses will ye hide our love?<\/li>\n
                36. The forest of the spears of the Most High is called Night, and Hades, and the Day of Wrath; but I am His captain, and I bear His cup.<\/li>\n
                37. Fear me not with my spearmen! They shall slay the demons with their petty prongs. Ye shall be free.<\/li>\n
                38. Ah, slaves! ye will not \u2014 ye know not how to will.<\/li>\n
                39. Yet the music of my spears shall be a song of freedom.<\/li>\n
                40. A great bird shall sweep from the abyss of Joy, and bear ye away to be my cup-bearers.<\/li>\n
                41. Come, O my God, in one last rapture let us attain to the Union with the Many!<\/li>\n
                42. In the silence of Things, in the Night of Forces, beyond the accurs\u00e8d domain of the Three, let us enjoy our love!<\/li>\n
                43. My darling! My darling! away, away beyond the Assembly and the Law and the Enlightenment unto an Anarchy of solitude and Darkness!<\/li>\n
                44. For even thus must we veil the brilliance of our Self.<\/li>\n
                45. My darling! My darling!<\/li>\n
                46. O my God, but the love in Me bursts over the bonds of Space and Time; my love is spilt among them that love not love.<\/li>\n
                47. My wine is poured out for them that never tasted wine.<\/li>\n
                48. The fumes thereof shall intoxicate them and the vigour of my love shall breed mighty children from their maidens.<\/li>\n
                49. Yea! without draught, without embrace: \u2014 and the Voice answered Yea! these things shall be.<\/li>\n
                50. Then I sought a Word for Myself; nay, for myself.<\/li>\n
                51. And the Word came: O Thou! it is well. Heed naught! I love Thee! I love Thee!<\/li>\n
                52. Therefore had I faith unto the end of all; yea, unto the end of all.<\/li>\n<\/ol>\n

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