To demonstrate Crowley's non-reliance on Satan, here are three poems from his book _Amphora_, privately issued in 1908 or 1909, and later published as _Hail Mary_ in 1912.

                  _Prologue_
 
 Mother and maiden! on the natal night
 Embowered in bliss of roses red and white,
 Westward three Magi move to minister
 To Him with gold and frankincense and myrhh.
 
 Those Pagans gazing on the Heavenly Host
 Were blest of Father, Son, and Holy Ghost;
 And me, though I be as an heathen Mage,
 Thou wilt accept in this my pious page.
 
                     _I_
 
 The worlds were drunken as with wine
 When shimmering from the throne divine,
 The soul of Mary fixed its ray
 Within that meek and maiden clay
 
 The stars in mightier music rolled;
 The sun acheived a gladder gold;
 The moon lest pure acclaimed the morn;
 -- Mary Immaculate is born. 
 
 Rejoice, O children of the earth,
 At your salvation brought to birth!
 This is the perfect period.
 Mary is born that shall bear God.
                                       _Amen_ 
 
 
 
  [And just for it's rhythm:]
 
 
           _Feast of the Nativity_
 
 The Virgin lies at Bethlehem.
    (Bring gold and frankincense and myrrh!)
 The root of David shoots a stem.
    (O Holy Spirit, shadow her!)  
 
 She lies alone among the kine.
    (Bring gold and frankincense and myrrh!)
 The straw is fragrant as with wine.
    (O Holy Spirit, shadow her!) 
 
 There are three Kings upon the road.
    (Bring gold and frankincense and myrrh!)
 She has thrice blest the Name of God.
    (O Holy Spirit, shadow her!)
 
 There stands her star above the sky.
    (Bring gold and frankincense and myrrh!)
 She hath thrice blest the Trinity.
    (O Holy Spirit, shadow her!)
 
 Her joyful ardour hath sufficed
    (Bring gold and frankincense and myrrh!)
 She is delivered of the Christ
    (The angels come to worship her!)
                                      _Amen_