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34 SIR PALAMEDES, THE SARACEN KNIGHT He was so sick and ill at ease And hot against his fellow men, He thought to end his purpose then— Nay! let him seek new lands and seas, Sir Palamede the Saracen !
…the hideous nakedness of man, the Robe that hath no Seam. And those who shall receive, though they cast lots for it, yet shall they not rend it, for it is woven from the top throughout. For unto you is paradise opened, the tree of life is planted, the time to come is prepared, plenteousness is made ready, a city is builded, the rest is allowed, yea, perfect goodness and wisdom. The root of evil is sealed up from you, weakness and the moth is hid from you, and corruption is fled into hell to be forgotten: sorrows are passed, and in the end is sh…
24 SIR PALAMEDES, THE SARACEN KNIGHT His nails, and made his penance end, Clothing himself in steel and gold, Arming himself, his life to spend In vigil cold and wandering bold, Disdaining song and dalliance soft, Seeking one purpose to behold, And holding ever that aloft, Nor fearing God, nor heeding men. So thus his hermit habit doffed Sir Palamede the Saracen.
…pt P.’s meditation. The result on the first occasion was a bad break; second, two bad breaks; third to sixth, no breaks occurred. At the end of the experiment P. was able to repeat all MAitrananda had said except the last remark.* August gth. Practised Mental Muttering of the Mantra: “Namo Shivaya Namaha Aum.” I found that with Rechaka the voice sounds as if from the Con- fines of the Universe: but with Puraka as if from the third eye. Whilst doing this in the Saivite A’sanat I found the eyes, without conscious volition, are drawn up and behold…
276 THE EQUINOX Half skilled to agonise, half skilled to soothe This passion ineluctable, this power Slave to its single end, to storm the tower That holdeth thee, who art Authentic Truth. O golden hawk! O lidless eye! Behold How the grey creeps upon the shuddering gold! Still I will strive! That by the striving broken I may exhaust this me! That thou mayst sweep Swift on the dead from thine all-seeing steep— And the unutterable word be spoken. ALEISTER CROWLEY,
THE TEMPLE OF SOLOMON THE KING living tree, dissimilar in shape but similar in substance, and all working for one definite end. Thus did Frater P. by two years close and unabandoned experiment show, to his own satisfaction, that Yoga was but the Art of uniting the mind to a single idea; and that Gnana- Yoga, Raja-Yoga, Bhakta-Yoga and Hatha-Yoga* were but one class of methods leading to the same Result as attained to by The Holy Qabalah, The Sacred Magic, the Acts of Worship and The Ordeals of Western Ceremonial Magic; which again are but subse…
…lict, The ready ruin of its mirth, The flowers, the fruits, the leaves that fall, The joy of life, its growing girth— And nothing as the end of all. Yea, even as the Yang-tze rolled Its rapids past him, so the wall Of things brake down; his eyes behold The mighty Beast serenely couched Upon its breast of burnished gold. “ Ah! by Christ's blood!” (his soul avouched), “ Nothing but change (but change!) abides. Death lurks, a leopard curled and crouched,
32 SIR PALAMEDES, THE SARACEN KNIGHT And thereto at the end is Hell. Believe! And why believe? Because It is a thing impossible.” Sir Palamede his pulses pause. “It is not possible” (quod he) “That Palamede is wroth, and draws His sword, decapitating thee. By parity of argument This deed of blood must surely be.” With that he suddenly besprent All Scythia with the sage’s blood, And laughing in his woe he went Unto a further field and flood, Aye guided by that wizard’s head, That like a windy moon did scud Before him, winking eyes of red And sna…
…l, palace, citadel.” So, riding fast among the flowers Far off, a Gothic spire he spies, That like a gladiator towers Its spear-sharp splendour to the skies. The people cluster round, acclaim : “Sir Knight, good knight, thy quest is won. Here dwells the Beast in orient flame, Spring-sweet, and swifter than the sun!” Sir Palamede the Saracen Spurs to the shrine, afire to win The end; and all the urgent men Throng with him eloquently in. Sir Palamede his vizor drops; He lays his loyal lance in rest; He drives the rowels home—he stops! Faugh! but …
… on; no more His strength avails to bear the child. Still hangs the mist, and still before Yawns the immeasurable wild. Twelve days: the end. Afar he spies The mountains stooping to the plain ; A little splash of sunlight lies Beyond the everlasting rain. 15
… run to seed! Sir Palamede with fury fumes. So doth the Head that jabbers fast Against that woman’s tangled tale. (God’s patience at the end must fail !) Out sweeps the sword—the blade hath passed Through all her scraggy farthingale. “This chatter lends to Thought a zest ” (Quod he), “but I am all for Act. Sit here, until your Talk hath cracked The addled egg in Nature’s nest!” With that he fled the dismal tract. c 33
…steed, The sun and rose upon his shield? The strange knight spurs to him. Disdain Curls the proud lip as he uplifts His vizor. ‘Come, an end! In vain, Sir Fox, thy thousand turns and shifts!” Sir Palamede was white with fear. Lord Christ! those features were his own; His own that voice so icy clear That cuts him, cuts him to the bone. “False knight! false knight!” the stranger cried. “ Thou bastard dog, Sir Palamede? Iam the good knight fain to ride Upon the Questing Beast at need. 99
…to Nagasena, the Blessed One refused to answer any such questions as “Is the universe everlasting?” “Is it not everlasting?” ‘‘Has it an end?” “Has it not an end?” “Is it both ending and unending?” “Is it neither the one nor the other?” And further all such questions as “Are the soul and the body the same thing?” “Is the soul distinct from the body?” ‘Does a Tathagata exist after death?” ‘Does he not exist after death?” “Does * In spite of the fact that Buddhism urges that “the whole world is under the Law of Causation,” it commands its followe…
July 11th, July 12th, THE EQUINOX BEGIN. END OBJECT. TIME. NO. OF BREAKS. [Difficult to set the sound Hyperaesthesia. Began to forget Mantra.]* 10.12} p.m. 1019p.m. Pranayama 6m. 30s. Very hard. [The smallest quantity of food injures one’s power immensely.] 10.21 pm. 10.44pm. Ajna 23 m, 20 breaks, [Used cotton wool in ears.] Thoughts of Ajna go obliquely up (from opening of pharynx about) and direct horizontally forward. This gives an idea to chase consciousness, ze, find by the obvious series of experiments the spot in which the thoughts dwell…
…rabi! El Arabi! witch-amber and obsidian Thine eyes are, to ensorcell me, and leonine thy male caress. Will not God grant us Paradise to end the music Earth began? We play with loaded dice! He cannot choose but raise right hand to bless. EI Arabi! El Arabi! Great is the love of God and man While I am trembling in thine arms, wild wanderer of the wilderness! El Arabi! Hiitpa NorFo_k. 38
…e (Sir Palamedes) in the gap Was found—God knoweth—bitterly Weeping. Cried Arthur: “Strange the hap! My knight, my dearest knight, my friend ! What gift had Fortune in her lap Like thee? Embrace me!” “ Rather rend Your garments, if you love me, sire!” (Quod he). “Iam come unto the end. All mine intent and my desire, My quest, mine oath—all, all is done. Burn them with me in fatal fire! For I have failed. All ways, each one I strove in, mocked me. If I quailed Or shirked, God knows. I have not won: That and no more I know. I failed.” King Arthur…
…ar, Though horror grips his throat, he goes, Goes on to meet it, spear to spear, ; As good knight should, to face his foes. Nay! but the end is come. Black earth Belches that peerless Paladin Up from her gulphs—untimely birth! —Her horror could not hold him in! 79
…hought wandered 25 times. Now I began also to consider more complex things: my little Rose Cross;+ the these A&thyrs, “whose dominion extendeth in ever widening circles without and beyond the Watch Towers of the Universe.” In one sense rightly enough did P. bring to completion the work L.I.L, at the end of the year 1900; but, in another, it took him nine long years of toil before he perfected it, for it was not until the last days of the year 1909 that the work of the Thirty thyrs was indeed brought to an end. In 1900 verily was the work concei…
MR. TODD EUPHEMIA. How splendid! You mean it? It is true? Better than all the rest! Come, come! [She throws her arm vound his neck and runs laughing out of the room with him. [Enter CARR and CHARLEY, @ toy steam-engine puffing in Sront of them; they follow on hands and knees. The engine stops at the other end of the room. CHARLEY. Oh, my poor engine’s stopped! CARR. You must pour more spirit into it. [cHaRLEY goes to the cupboard and gets it, busying him- self until CARR’S exit. CARR sighs heavily, and sits down thoughtfully. Todd’s been too fr…
…the two thistles that he starved to death. I warn thee, ass! We who are gods have laughed with thee these many years; beware lest in the end we laugh at thee with the laughter of a mandrake torn up, whereat thou shouldst fall dead. A. QUILLER, JR. 351