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Aleister Crowley (Алистер Кроули)


The Rose and the Cross


Out of the seething cauldron of my woes,
Where sweets and salt and bitterness I flung;
Where charmed music gathered from my tongue,
And where I chained strange archipelagoes
Of fallen stars; where fiery passion flows
A curious bitumen; where among
The glowing medley moved the tune unsung
Of perfect love: thence grew the Mystic Rose.

Its myriad petals of divided light;
Its leaves of the most radiant emerald;
Its heart of fire like rubies. At the sight
I lifted up my heart to God and called:
How shall I pluck this dream of my desire?
And lo! there shaped itself the Cross of Fire!



Aleister Crowley's other poems:
  1. Long Odds
  2. On - On - Poet
  3. Ave Adonai
  4. Athor and Asar
  5. Linoz Isidoz


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