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				     Mr. 
				Aleister Crowley’s volumes succeed one another with a rapidity 
				that almost takes one’s breath away.  The Star and the Garter, 
				hitherto only accessible in a privately printed edition, is now 
				offered to the public at the low price of one shilling.  The 
				Society for the Propagation of Religious Truth has assuredly 
				no connection with the S.P.C.K. or kindred bodies; but, whatever 
				its aims may be, it may be congratulated on the format of 
				its publications.  But more than wide margins and bold type are 
				needed to make The Star and the Garter understanded of 
				the people, which, like much of the author’s verse, is 
				symbolical and introspective.  In form it bears outward 
				semblance to Tennyson’s Maud, but in spirit it is akin to 
				the Poems and Ballads of Mr. Swinburne.  Baudelaire and 
				W.E. Henley are discernable literary influences in this feverish 
				riot of soul at odds with flesh in an atmosphere charged with 
				erotic emotion.  The physiological explanation of love, in Canto 
				XII, beginning with 
				  
				
				               “To and fro 
				          The 
				motor axis of the brain 
				
				          Hits on the cerebellum hard, 
				
				          Makes the medulla itch;” 
				  
				and so on to 
				thirteen lines, may be technically correct, but it certainly 
				fails to constitute quintessential poetry.  Occasionally Mr. 
				Crowley startles us by prosaic metaphor, as 
				  
				           
				“Then let not memory shrink abashed, 
				
				              Once started on this giddy whirl! 
				
				          Hath not a lightning image flashed 
				
				              Of my divine boot-button girl?” 
				  
				Farther on he 
				vouchsafes a quaint explanation of this epithet: 
				  
				           
				“Her face is round and hard and small 
				
				              And pretty—hence the name I gave her 
				          Of 
				the boot-button girl.” 
				  
				We like him 
				best in lyrical passages such as: 
				  
				           
				“And who is then the moon?  Bend close, 
				
				              And clothe me in a silken kiss, 
				          And 
				I will whisper to my rose 
				
				              The secret name of Artemis.” 
				  
				     It 
				would, doubtless, be unjust to tax Robert Browning with having 
				been intentionally cryptic in his utterances, but no one 
				assuredly would venture to gainsay the poet’s vindication of his 
				poetry, that he did “not write for the smoking-room.”  To the 
				end of time 
				—The 
				Westminster Review, November 1904. 
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				These verses appear to relate the love-making of a young lady 
				with “inviolate violet eyes” and a man of strong passions.  The 
				poetry is of the incoherently sensuous type, and we hear a good 
				deal about the moon and of unrestrained love and kisses.  Some 
				songs are interspersed.  A couple of stanzas will illustrate the 
				character of Mr. Crowley’s writing:— 
				
				  
				
				“Make me a rose-leaf with your mouth 
				
				And I will waft it through the air 
				
				To some far garden of the South, 
				
				The herald of our happening there!” 
				
				  
				
				“To sea!  Before us leap the waves, 
				
				The wild white combers follow. 
				
				Invoke, ye melancholy slaves 
				
				The morning of Apollo!” 
				
				  
				
				Enclosed with the volume is a leaflet which states that the 
				“Society for the Propagation of Religious Truth” offers a prize 
				of £500 for an essay upon the works of Aleister Crowley.  This 
				method of propagating minor poetry is not more remarkable than 
				the publication of such poetry by the society. 
				—The 
				Manchester Courier, 18 November 1904. 
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				“The Star and the Garter,” by Aleister Crowley. - The poems of 
				Aleister Crowley are “caviare to the general,” popular editions 
				notwithstanding.  “The Star and the Garter” is a peculiar 
				dissertation on love, which, so far as we understand it, appears 
				to be a justification of fleeting passions leading up to the 
				“star” of a pure attachment, which, however, is in no wise 
				injured by the lesser loves, symbolized by a “garter.”  “Ye 
				Sword of Song” (called by Christians “The Book of the Beast”) is 
				full of erudition and satire.  In it all religions are discussed 
				and discredited, and a great agnostic conclusion is stated and 
				proved.  The second part of the book is written in prose, and 
				“deals with possible means of research so that we may progress 
				from the unsatisfactory state of a sceptic to a real knowledge 
				founded on scientific method and basis of the spiritual facts of 
				the Universe.”  “The Star and the Garter” has been called “the 
				greatest love poem of modem times,” and a scheme is on foot to 
				furnish every free library, every workman’s club, every hotel, 
				every reading-room in every English speaking country in the 
				world with a copy of “Ye Sword of Song.”  All particulars can be 
				obtained from the Secretary S.P.R. T., Boleskine, Foyers, 
				Inverness. 
				—The Bath Chronicle, 24 November 1904. 
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				This is a most excellent book—as a book.  It is so beautifully 
				printed on such good paper that we were confident of finding the 
				poetry excellent.  Some of it is and some of it is not.  All of 
				it is (we suppose) clever; so clever, indeed, that one finds 
				some of it utterly unintelligible.  Now, much of (say) Browning 
				is unintelligible at a first reading, but somehow it is 
				charming, and you are tempted to wrestle with it.  But you would 
				never think of going back on Aleister Crowley's nonsense.  You 
				feel that if it has a meaning, it will prove a very poor one if 
				you could find it; and that is a pity.  At the same time there 
				is much that is charming in these love songs, and they might be 
				hailed as excellent if only someone could go over them with a 
				ruthless blue pencil.  If any reader wishes to know how to 
				secure a prize of 
				
				£100 
				he or she should approach the Society names above:  address—Boleskine, 
				Foyers, Inverness. 
				—The Arbroath Herald, 20 October 1904. 
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                Even when understanding lags behind we read with pleasure. 
				—The Liverpool Courier, date unknown. 
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				“The Star and the Garter.” By Aleister Crowley. (Society for the 
				Propagation of Religious Truth, Inverness. Price 1s.)—This is 
				certainly a wonderful book for the money, paper and type are 
				both very fine, and the margins are excellent. The book is 
				accompanied by a circular announcing “The chance of the year! 
				The chance of the century!! The chance of the geologic 
				period!!!” Such a chance is not to be lightly passed, and our 
				readers may like to know that it is the offer of a hundred pound 
				prize for the best essay on the Works of Aleister Crowley, the 
				date for which will be kept open til August, 1905. Intending 
				competitors can obtain the works in question at cost price, and 
				they are reminded that “beginners with brains may have a better 
				chance than professional critics, who are perhaps palsied with 
				prejudice, but, while granting that the language of “The Star 
				and Garter” is often fine, the imagery pleasing, and the rhythm 
				and rhyme faultless, the theme is so long drawn, and the 
				interest so remote, we relinquish our chance (perhaps also 
				remote) of the prize without regret, and trust some beginner 
				with brains will secure it. 
				—The Northern Whig, 29 October 1904. 
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				The Star and the Garter. By Alister [sic] Crowley. 
				Popular Edition.—Mr. Crowley should be a happy man. His “Star 
				and Garter,” which an accompanying leaflet describes as “the 
				greatest love poem of modern times,” was sold out before 
				publication, necessitating a reprint that, as “popular” editions 
				go, is an unusually handsome production. Moreover a prize is 
				offered for an essay on the author’s collected works, and the 
				opportunity is announced as “the chance of the Geologic Period!” 
				—The 
				Bookseller, 5 January 1905. 
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				It is a little difficult perhaps for a plain man to see how the 
				publication in a popular edition of this poem, or set of poems, 
				can make for 'the propagation of religious truth.' But the 
				poetry is all so vague and indefinite that a subtle intellect 
				might possibly be able to extract a few grains of religious 
				truth. As far, however, as we can make out—and we have read Mr. 
				Crowley's verses with painstaking effort—they appear to be love 
				poems, in the course of which his mistress's garter figures 
				largely, she being the star; hence the peculiar title, with its 
				reminiscences of ancient hostelries. For a shilling popular 
				edition the book is marvellously well sent forth, and is a 
				first-rate modern instance of Sheridan's beautiful quarto page 
				with a neat rivulet of text meandering through a meadow of 
				margin. Along with the book we received the prospectus of a £100 
				prize for an essay on Mr. Crowley's works, which we have not 
				heard of before, but which appear to be pretty numerous. The 
				competition is open to all the world, and may be either hostile 
				or appreciative. 
				—The 
				Perthshire Advertiser, 24 October 1904. |