From the 2nd Aethyr of Liber 418, 1909.

But if She will, oh, the things that shall never be said.

"Despair!
Despair! For thou mayest perceive
the Virgin, & thou mayest control the
Mother; but what wilt thou say
unto the ancient Whore that is
throned in Eternity? For if she
will not, there is neither force
nor cunning, nor any wit that
may prevail upon her. Thou canst
not woo her with love, for she is
love. And she hath all, & hath no
need of thee. And thou canst not woo
her with gold, for all the Kings &
captains of the earth, & all the gods
of heaven, have showered their
gold upon her. Thus hath she
all, & hath no need of thee.
& thou canst not woo her with
knowledge, for knowledge is the
thing that she hath spurned. She
hath it all, & hath no need of
thee. & thou canst not woo her
with wit, for her Lord is Wit. sShe
hath it all, & hath no need of
thee.

Despair! Despair!


Nor canst thou cling to
her knees & ask for pity, for she
nor canst thou cling to her heart &
ask for love; nor canst thou put
thine arms about her neck, & ask
for understanding, for thou hast
had all these, & they avail thee
not.

Despair! Despair!
...
Nor canst
thou win her with the sword, for
her eyes are fixed upon the eyes
of him in whose hand is the
hilt of the sword.

Despair! Despair!

Nor canst thou win her by the
Serpent, for it was the Serpent
that seduced her first.

Despair! Despair!

I am Leviathan, the
great lost Serpent of the Sea.
I writhe eternally in torment,
& I lash the ocean with my tail
into a whirlpool of foam that is
venomous and bitter, & I have no
purpose. I go nowhither. I can
neither live nor die. I can but
rave & rave in my death-agony.
I am the Crocodile that eateth up
the children of men. & through
the malice of BABALON I hunger,
hunger, hunger."

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