Hymn To Lucifer Poem by Aleister Crowley

Hymn To Lucifer

Rating: 3.5


Ware, nor of good nor ill, what aim hath act?
Without its climax, death, what savour hath
Life? an impeccable machine, exact
He paces an inane and pointless path
To glut brute appetites, his sole content
How tedious were he fit to comprehend
Himself! More, this our noble element
Of fire in nature, love in spirit, unkenned
Life hath no spring, no axle, and no end.

His body a bloody-ruby radiant
With noble passion, sun-souled Lucifer
Swept through the dawn colossal, swift aslant
On Eden's imbecile perimeter.
He blessed nonentity with every curse
And spiced with sorrow the dull soul of sense,
Breathed life into the sterile universe,
With Love and Knowledge drove out innocence
The Key of Joy is disobedience.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Nell Da Poet 13 August 2012

Crowley's compositions are always impecceble... Wisely pre-meditated. This counts as one of my favourites, ALL HAIL LUCIFER

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Christine Woodrich 15 November 2006

I have this written in my notebook! 'The Key of Joy is Disobedience.' I love that line.

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Victor Constantinov 20 October 2008

In my opinion, this together with 'Hymn to Pan' are the best poems by thy best poet - Aleister Crowley. Can't believe that the last comment on his brilliancy was 2 years ago... And I also have the whole poem written on the beginning page of my notebook, beneath the unicursal hexagram and the line 'The Key of Joy is disobedience' with darker shrift.

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Colleen Courtney 18 May 2014

The Key of Joy is disobedience! Well, it's definitely more fun to be bad! ! ! ! I shall remember this line forever now. How utterly perfect!

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Lucifer 24 November 2021

Tis an impeccable poem

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Cryocrab 18 July 2018

Sucks, the only good thing he ever wrote was Happy Dust.

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Herald 26 March 2018

The poem is not bad, given the content indicates it was written by a disturbed mind.

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Rex tyler 17 December 2017

Enjoyed it very much

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Leslie Sharp 07 January 2015

This is a true satanism poem! Rebellion of man the curses they bring upon themselves their free will no doubt.

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