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…run From moonlight to the self-lit sun. Darkly as in a glass we gaze And lose ourselves in pious praise. How then when risen and pure of heart In heaven we see Thee as Thou art ? O let the film of earth and sin Each day by love grow clear and thin ! O let Thy worship done aright Prepare us for the eternal Light ! Amen. A 39
… your love , The love -dark lightning of your smile , And I will seek no treasure -trove Buried in South Sea isle. The high seas of your heart shall be A new , more splendid Spanish Main ; Thereon will I set sail : for me Not gold , but greater gain . 90
…g as a little child it must be re membered that it is as child - like to grasp at that which alone can be solved “ in the alembic of the heart , and through the athanor of affliction ,” as it is for a child to grasp a loaded gun , wotting not of its subtle machinery . For a man becoming as a child , may , like that child which he has become , play with that loaded weapon , nurse that loaded weapon , go to bed with that loaded weapon , expecting nothing of so in nocent a toy ; and then one day as he presses his fetish fondly to his heart , there…
THE GATE OF THE SANCTUARY 187 The king was silent. None of us would stir. I sat, struck dumb, a living sepulchre, For—hear me! in my heart this thing be- came My sacrament, my pentecostal flame. And with it grew a fear—a fear of Ller. What Her? Shame had not found itself a name, I brood the Simply I knew it in myself. Ten years—so seemed it-—O! food In my mouth nauseate! In the silent hall One might have heard God’s sparrow in its fall. But I was lost in mine own solitude— 1 should not hear Mikhael’s ! trumpet-call. bitter Yet there did grow a …
…behold on high Night’s funeral, And see the pale moon quiver and depart Far beyond space, the sun ascend And draw earth’s globe unto his heart To make an end ; The shriek of startled birds ; the sobs that tear With sudden terror the sharp sea That slept, and wove its golden hair Most mournfully ; The rending of the earth at his command Who wields the wrath of heaven, and is dumb ; Hell starts up—and before his hand Is overcome. It heard these voices, and beheld afar These dread works wrought at his behest : And on his forehead, lo ! a star, And…
…hin that ivory house, Sex with itself at strife. Were I a wanton stream, Thou mightest bathe in me, Yet in that happy dream Methought my heart did deem We mingled utterly. O sexless ! deathless ! fair Beyond the world to me,
… of fate. Eons they swallow, And swamp in the gloom, Where Eternities follow Their biers to their tomb. ORPHEUS O Mother, O hollow Sweet heart of the moon! O matchless Apollo That granted the tune! Time’s children follow The strings that commune With Nature well cloven that comes to the lyre’s lilt silver-hewn. OT O bays of the wind, And shoreland of Thrace! go
…cadian field. The god’s grip huddles her girl breasts: his grim And gnarléd lips grin forth the soul of him.- The imprint of his bestial heart is sealed And stamped armorial on her virgin shield, Fame’s argent heraldry despoiled. Grows dim For her the universe: supple and slim She slides in vain. She loathes him—and doth yield. Shame, sorrow, these be sire and dam of song. Fatality, O Nature, is thy name. Along the accurséd river, stagnant shame, Eddying woe, from rape and godly wrong, Springs the immortal reed: the mortal’s cry Rises, an angry…
…voke thee at the end When other gods are fallen and put to scorn. Thy foot is to my lips; my sighs unborn Rise, touch and curl about thy heart; they spend Pitiful love. Lovelier pity, descend And bring me luck who am lonely and forlorn.” Fortune sits idle on her throne. The scent Of honeyed incense wreathes her lips with pleasure. For pure delight of luxury she turns, Smooth in her goddess rapture. So she spurns And crushes the pale suppliant. Softly bent, Her body laughs in ecstasy of leisure. o4
…—“ POET " Ι το the open road, You to the hunchbacked street— Which of us two Shall the earlier rue That day we chanced to meet? I with a heart that‘s sound, You with sick fancies of pain— Which of us two Would the earlier rue If we chanced to meet again? I jingle homely lore, While you rhyme is with kiss— Which of us two Will the earlier rue The love of the Haj/lake Miss ? Not I the first to go, Nor I the first to deceive—— Which of us two Shall the the earliest rue Our garden of make—believe? 0 2 21 I
…—“ POET " Ι το the open road, You to the hunchbacked street— Which of us two Shall the earlier rue That day we chanced to meet? I with a heart that‘s sound, You with sick fancies of pain— Which of us two Would the earlier rue If we chanced to meet again? I jingle homely lore, While you rhyme is with kiss— Which of us two Will the earlier rue The love of the Haj/lake Miss ? Not I the first to go, Nor I the first to deceive—— Which of us two Shall the the earliest rue Our garden of make—believe? 0 2 21 I
…elf a thousand and one times. And thou shalt recite thrice the call of the Aethyr. And all day and all night, awake or asleep, shall thy heart be turned as a lotus-flower unto the light. And thy body shall be the temple of the Rosy Cross. Thus shall thy mind be open unto the higher; and then shalt thou be able to conquer the exhaustion, and it may be find the words—for who shall look upon His face and live? Yea, thou tremblest, but from within; because of the holy spirit that is descended into thy heart, and shaketh thee as an aspen in the wind…
THE SEVEN PORTALS heart-light. When out it goes, a dark and threatening shade will fall from thine own heart upon the Path, and root thy feet in terror to the spot. It is true that the further one advances the more subtle and deadly are the enemies, up to the crossing of the Abyss; and, as far as one can judge, the present discourse does not rise above Tiphareth. I am very sorry to have to remark at this point that Madame Blavatsky is now wholly obsessed by her own style. She indulges, much more than in the earlier part of this treatise, in poe…
…quick and clear. We know the dance that hails the golden pinions The sun waves over an awakening earth ; We know the joy that floods the heart’s dominions At true love’s birth. Even so, the mists that roll o’er earth are riven, The spirit flashes forth from mortal sight, And, flaming through the viewless space, is given A robe of light. As when the conqueror Christ burst forth of prison, And triumph woke the thunder of the spheres, 3
…red, in the void abyss of gloom ; The Spirit of my God is set on me ; He hath anointed me to preach glad news Unto the meek ; the broken heart to loose, To utter to the captive liberty, The prison’s opening to all the bound, And unto all men to proclaim aloud The year acceptable before the Lord. Therefore He fills my voice with silvery sound, And by His spirit, a pillar of fire and cloud, My eyes are lightning, and my tongue a sword. 72
…h art, And cover all the fiery bloom of wrong With blossoms blacker where the blood runs strong As our lips pale, their life fled to the heart. Surely we are as dead, we loving so, So bitterly, so keenly : let no breath Persuade us we are living and must die ! Better believe eternal kisses flow Under the strong rude current miscalled death, The lotus-river where our bodies lie ! 84
… CHORUS : No shadow of turning in the LORD ! His purpose shall not change nor vary, Splendid and stedfast as a sword Live in the lambent heart of Mary. II Behold us, how we strive to good And evil catches us and sways us, How from child-life and maidenhood Time creeps and springs on us and slays us ! III But all our feebleness in Thee Is firm, in Thee our ways are steady. Equal for bliss or agony Thou callest us—and we are ready. B 77
…nd ice, encounters oft The loathly sprites, the misty shapes Of monster brutes that lurk aloft. O! well he works: his youth returns, His heart revives: despair is doffed D 49
THE TALE OF ARCIPAIS a) But [am born of gods, and turn My eyes to thee, thyself divine. My vigorous heart and spirit yearn With love, my cheeks with passion burn— As thy clear eyes may well discern By gazing into mine. Thy heart is cool, thy cheeks are pale, Nor blush with shame like winter wine To understand my amorous tale, For words and looks of Love must fail To touch thee, since a snowy veil Ts "twixt my mind and thine. Dear goddess, al whose carly breast I drank in all desires and woes3 Most reverend god, who oft caressed Her pale chaste …
…alted in one single mono-ideism and the result is a very high state of contentment . * And thou shalt love the Lord thy God with all thy heart , and with all thy soul , and with all thy mind , and with all thy strength : this is the first com mandment , ” to all who would arrive at their true state of “ Self - hood .” God here represents any one object , for in the end all objects are the same . I look at a bug and my five senses tell me it is flat , of a certain odour , brown , etc. , etc .; only phenomena which I cannot get behind ; the mirro…