London: Kegan, Paul, Trench and Trubner. 1902. FIRST EDITION. One of a run of 500 copies on laid paper [a further 6 copies were printed on vellum]. Quarto. Publisher's white linen spine over blue paper covered boards. Slight rubbing to extremities, edge chipping to the white paper title label, some soiling of the white linen, some scuffing to edges and a couple of slight scratches to the front board, not penetrating the paper. Internally clean with light spotting, most noticeable to prelims. Last third or so of pages unopened. A strong handsome copy of a rare piece of Crowley. Very Good. Legend has it that the Major Therion himself wrote this piece of teutonic drama in a single 67 hour frenzy of composition. It seems to have been met with rather grim critical response at the time, although all agreed that it was a nicely produced volume.: "Such magnificence of paper, print, and margin, that we trust we are right in assuming that he is possessed of material wealth even greater than the wealth of languages, which he displays so profusely throughout the volume. With all these attractions, he nevertheless fails to stir at all deeply. —The Pall Mall Gazette, date unknown." And my personal favourite: " We are not sure that Mr. Aleister Crowley treats life as a sacrament, because we do not understand him. —The Daily Chronicle, date unknown." Comprehensible or not, Mr. Crowley was nothing if not impossible to ignore. A distinguished copy of a scarce work. Item #42785
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