The Winged Beetle

THE LADDER 119 TIPHERETH Hail, hail, thou sun of harmony, Of beauty and of ecstasy ! Thou radiance brilliant and bold ! Thou ruby rose, thou cross of gold ! Hail, centre of the cosmic plan ! Hail, mystic image of the Man ! I give the sign of slain Asar. I give the sign of Asi towering. I give the sign of Apep, star Of black Destruction all-devouring. I give thy sign, Asar re-risen :— Break, O my spirit, from thy prison ! I match, &c. GIMEL (with the crossing of the path of Teth) Hail, virgin Moon, bright Moon of Her That is God’s thought and minister ! Snow-pure, sky-blue, immaculate Hecate, in Thy book of Fate Read thou my name, the soaring soul That seeks the supreme, sunless goal ! And thou, great Sekhet, roar ! Confront the lion in the way ! Thy calm indomitable eyes Lift once, and look, and pierce, and slay !