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…e under will. Yours fraternally, 666 P.S. "Next letter," yes, they are running into one another more than somewhat; it is better so, for Life is like that. And we have the bold bad editor to sort them out.
…iary of a Drug Fiend the sensations of flying. There was the same detach- ment from the affairs of the world, the same visions of normal life in perspective; the ruddy brown roofs of the houses, the patches of tilled land, the distant hillsides with their fairy-like remoteness, the level plain of the sea, the receding coast line; all these things were so many witnesses of one great truth— that only by climbing painfully to a spot beyond human intervention, could one obtain a stable point of view from which to regard the Universe in due pro- por…
…s ! O fire ! O spirit ! Beam thou on for ever Through æons of illimitable hours ! Kiss thou my forehead, let thy tender breath Woo me to life, and my desire to death ! I shall be ready for it by-and-by, That sharp initiation, when the whole Body is torn with sundering pangs, and I, The very conscious essence of the soul, Am rent with agony, as when the pale Christ heard the shriek of the dividing veil. That awful mystery, its heart torn out, Palpitates on the altar-stone of life : That broken self, that hears the triumph-shout Of its own voice …
… my tea. He taught me Y, he taught me Z, He made strange noises in my head. He taught me that, he taught me this, He spoke of knowledge, life, and bliss. He taught me this, he taught me that, He grew me mangoes in his hat.!8 I brought him corn: he made good grist of it :— And here, my Christian friend, ’s the gist of it ! First, here’s philosophy’s despair, The cynic scorn of self. I think At times the search is worth no worry, And hasten earthward in a hurry, Close spirit’s eyes, or bid them blink, Go back to Swinburne’s counsel rare, Kissing …
…on, no disdain, No pits : but the boundless light Of the Eternal Love, unslain, Flows through me to redeem the night. Mine is a sad slow life : but I, I would not gain release, and die A moment ere my task be done. To falter now were treachery I should not dare to greet the sun ! Yet, in one hour I dare not hope, The mighty gate of Life May ope, And call me upwards to unite (Even my soul within the scope) With That Unutterable Light. Steady of purpose, girt with Truth, I pass, in my eternal youth, And watch the centuries wax and wane : Untouch…
BALLADE OF SERIOUS BALLADES And one day you may recollect That I always said Heaven was blue, And you owe, that your life is not wrecked, To a serious ballade or two. ENVOI Princess, it is ill superseding The old and well-tried with the new. Still, for once, lend your ear not unheeding To a serious ballade or two.
I0 TO MRS O . . . . . . N C . . . T And since some fall in Life’s tremendous storm, And you are on your feet, Were it not better with a bosom warm And accents sweet To help to raise (and no man will upbraid you) Your sisters fallen far ? ’ Tis vain ! God’s worst omission—Heart—has made you The thing you are !
…in reels before such a conception. And the human brain of the Master of the Temple is but little more fitted to under- stand this in his life as a man than if he had never entered on the Path at all. For the Ego has been totally destroyed, and he has nothing wherewith to bind together these things. He is not any of these things, for there is no He. Those things are. And of the results of this, and of how it may bear upon the question of his advancement to the Grade of Magus, who can say? It is not the Master of the Temple even who could answer …
…in reels before such a conception. And the human brain of the Master of the Temple is but little more fitted to under- stand this in his life as a man than if he had never entered on the Path at all. For the Ego has been totally destroyed, and he has nothing wherewith to bind together these things. He is not any of these things, for there is no He. Those things are. And of the results of this, and of how it may bear upon the question of his advancement to the Grade of Magus, who can say? It is not the Master of the Temple even who could answer …
Chapter I a Verses 57-59 79 58. I give unimaginable joys on earth: certainty, not faith, while in life, upon death; peace unutterable, rest, ecstasy; nor do I demand aught in sacrifice. Commentary: These joys are principally (1) the Beatific Vision, in which Beauty is constantly present to the recipient of Her grace, together with a calm and unutterable joy; (2) the Vision of Wonder, in which the whole Mystery of the Universe is constantly understood and admired for its Ingenium and Wisdom. (1) is referred to Tiphareth, the Grade of Adept; (2) …
152 MYSTERIES: Such an one wrote that word as I would meet, Lay my life’s burden at his silver feet, Have him give ear if I say “ Master.” Yea! I know no heaven, no honour, half so sweet ! He passed before. me on the wheel of Time, He who knows no Time—the intense sublime Master of all philosophy and play, Lord of all love and music and sweet rhyme. Follow thou him! Work ever, if thy heart Be fervent with one hope, thy brain with art, | Thy lips with song, thine arm with strength to smite : Achieve some act; its name shall not depart. Christ la…
… the weeping world ; that I Be lifted up upon the Cross of Pain And Sacrifice, to draw all human kind And every germ of matter that hath life, Even after me, to the ineffable Kingdom of Light ! O holy, holy Queen ! Let thy wide pinions overshadow me ! I am, the Resurrection and the Life ! The Reconciler of the Light and Dark. I am the Rescuer of mortal things. I am the Force in Matter manifest. I am the Godhead manifest in flesh. I stand above, among the Holy Ones.
EDITORIAL II 1. There is no hope in physical life, since death of the individual, the race, and ultimately the planet, ends all. 2. There is no hope in reason, since it contradicts itself, and is in any case no more than a reflection upon the facts of physical life. 3. What hope there may be in Investigation of the physical facts of Nature on Scientific lines is already actively sought after by a powerful and well-organised body of men of perfect probity and high capacity. 4. There is no hope in Faith, for there are many warring Faiths, all equ…
EDITORIAL II 1. There is no hope in physical life, since death of the individual, the race, and ultimately the planet, ends all. 2. There is no hope in reason, since it contradicts itself, and is in any case no more than a reflection upon the facts of physical life. 3. What hope there may be in Investigation of the physical facts of Nature on Scientific lines is already actively sought after by a powerful and well-organised body of men of perfect probity and high capacity. 4. There is no hope in Faith, for there are many warring Faiths, all equ…
…. ossory [veturning, throws himself into a chair near the door). Dear me! dear me! Poor, poor Henry! DELHOMME. In the very flower of his life. . . . CARR [solemnly]. Truly, my dear sir, in the midst of life we are in death. : 213
…. ossory [veturning, throws himself into a chair near the door). Dear me! dear me! Poor, poor Henry! DELHOMME. In the very flower of his life. . . . CARR [solemnly]. Truly, my dear sir, in the midst of life we are in death. : 213
…s that with only mortal powers We have dared to steal their own immortal joy? Yet, for each hour that we have stolen, give An zon of the life the high gods live! XXII IN THE END From bud to bud the butterfly of thought Hovers; around the red Rose of the Will He lingers, seeking for the honey wrought In its golden heart; the long hours linger still In silent sweetness, and from flower to flower He brings desire of love from hour to hour. The song is sung; the way is sharply set Under dim willowy woods; the thing is done: For me no more to linger…
…s that with only mortal powers We have dared to steal their own immortal joy? Yet, for each hour that we have stolen, give An zon of the life the high gods live! XXII IN THE END From bud to bud the butterfly of thought Hovers; around the red Rose of the Will He lingers, seeking for the honey wrought In its golden heart; the long hours linger still In silent sweetness, and from flower to flower He brings desire of love from hour to hour. The song is sung; the way is sharply set Under dim willowy woods; the thing is done: For me no more to linger…
… any change is thorough qualitative and quantitative understanding of the conditions. (Illustration: The most common cause of failure in life is ignorance of one's own True Will, or of the means by which to fulfil that Will. A man may fancy himself a painter, and waste his life trying to become one; or he may be really a painter, and yet fail to understand and to measure the difficulties peculiar to that career.) 5. The second requisite of causing any change is the practical ability to set in right motion the necessary forces. (Illustration: A …
…MAJESTE JACQUES IV D'ECQSSE.” I ser the centuries wax and wane. I know their mystery of pain, The secrets of the living fire, The key of life: I live: I reign: For I am master of desire. Silent, I pass amid the folk Caught in its mesh, slaves to its yoke. Silent, unknown, I work and will Redemption, godhead’s master-stroke, And breaking of the wands of ill. 1 Now a Buddhist recluse in Burma. In England he was a martyr to spasmodic asthma, which, however, could not quench, could hardly dull even, the fire of his soul. * Supposed to have escaped …