THE RITES OF ELEUSIS
I lift the mask of matter;
I open the heart of man;
For I am of force to shatter
The cast that hideth—-Pan!
Your loves shall lap up slaughter,
And dabbled with roses of blood
Each desperate darling daughter
Shall swim in the fervid floodl
I bring ye laughter and tears,
The kisses that foam and bleed,
The joys of a million years,
The flowers that bear no seed.
My life is bitter and sterile,
Its flame is a wandering star.
Ye shall pass in pleasure and peril
Across the mystical bar
That is set for wrath and weeping
Against the children of earth ;
But ye in singing and sleeping
Shall pass in measure and mirth!
I lift my wand and wave you
Through hill to hill of delight;
My rosy rivers lave you
In innermost lustral light.
I lead you, lord of the maze,
In the darkness free of the sun;
In spite of the spite that is day’s
We are wed, we are wild, we are one!
[The light: go out and the rampant)! join in universa!
dama]
HERMANUBIS.
Silence.
TYPHON.
Silence.
C.I.C.’l‘. 1-333. The Secret of the Father is in the Secret
of the Son.
SPHINX. 22-22. And the Secret of the Son is in the Secret
of the Holy Ghost.
GANYMEDE. 4444. Gloria Patri.
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