The Equinox (Volume III, Number I)

LIBER CORDIS CINCTI SERPENTE 22. Yea, O my master, thou art the beloved of the Beloved One; the Bennu Bird is set up in Philze not in vain. 23. I who was the priestess of Ahathoor rejoice in your love. Arise, O Nile-God, and devour the holy place of the Cow of Heaven! Let the milk of the stars be drunk up by Sebek the dweller of Nile! 24. Arise, O serpent Apep, Thou art Adonai the beloved one! Thou art my darling and my lord, and Thy poison is sweeter than the kisses of Isis the mother of the Gods! 25. For Thou art He! Yea, Thou shalt swallow up Asi and Asar, and the children of Ptah. Thou shalt pour forth a flood of poison to destroy the works of the Magician. Only the Destroyer shall devour Thee; Thou shalt blacken his throat, wherein his spirit abideth. Ah, serpent Apep, but I love Thee! 26. My God! Let Thy secret fang pierce to the marrow of the little secret bone that I have kept against the Day of Vengeance of Hoor-Ra. Let Kheph-Ra sound his sharded drone! let the jackals of Day and Night howl in the wilder- ness of Time! let the Towers of the Universe totter, and the guardians hasten away! For my Lord hath revealed Him- self as a mighty serpent, and my heart is the blood of His body. 27. I am like a love-sick courtesan of Corinth. I have toyed with kings and captains, and made them my slaves. To-day I am the slave of the little asp of death; and who shall loosen our love? 28. Weary, weary! saith the scribe, who shall lead me to the sight of the Rapture of my master? 29. The body is weary and the soul is sore weary and sleep weighs down their eyelids; yet ever abides the sure 85