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Page 32 of 1591906 · PDF PAGE 278
272 TIME which comes to the same thing, serve us as standards of time. Myst. A strange measure! What is the comparison in one of your poets between ‘Fifty years of Europe” and ‘‘a cycle of Cathay ” ? | Scept. You know our poets well. * Myst. Among my loose tags of thought are several thousand useless quotations. I would give much to have my memory swept and garnished. Scept. Seven other devils wait at the door. But you were saying? Myst. That an astronomer might perhaps justly compute the time during which his eye was actually at the telescope …
1996 · PDF PAGE 75
…ave wanted to edit the Book ruthlessly. I find in it what I consider faults of style, and even of grammar; much of the matter was at the time of writing most antipathetic. But the Book proved itself greater than the scribe; again and again have the “mistakes” proved themselves to be devices for transmitting a Wisdom beyond the scope of ordinary language. 55. The child of thy bowels, he shall behold them. 56. Expect him not from the East, nor from the West; for from no expected house cometh that child. Aum! All words are sacred and all prophets …
1906 · PDF PAGE 125
…, not forced. CHORUS. Yet going—that is good | JASON, To Corinth! Bride of my own heart, Medea, Well hast thou put thy power off for the time Preferring love to pomp, and peace to revel— MEDEA. And the soft cushions of the moss-grown trees To royal pillows, and the moon’s young light To gaudy lamps of antique workmanship— JASON. And music of the birds to harps of gold Struck by unwilling fingers for gold coin. MEDEA. Come! lest the curse I call upon this house Eat us up also! May the red plague rot Their bones! I lift my voice and prophesy : Th…
1911 · PDF PAGE 19
…nothing that one can describe, but the suggestion is like lignum aloes. And now all these things are there at once in the same place and time. Now a veil of olive and silver is drawn over the stone, only I hear the voice of the angel receding, very sweet and faint and sorrowful, saying: Far off and lonely in the secret stone is the unknown, and interpenetrated is the knowledge with the will and the understanding. Iam alone. I am lost, because I am all and in all; and my veil is woven of the green earth and the web of stars. I love; and I am den…
1922 · PDF PAGE 31
…at’s all right, that’s all right, that’s exactly what I do. You come and see my new group. I'll do another sketch of you—-same day, same time. That’s all right.” Somebody introduced the new-comer—Mr. King Lamus—and murmured our names. “ Sit down right here,” said Owen, ‘‘ what you need is a drink. I know you perfectly well; I’ve known you for years and years and years, and I know you've done a good day’s work, and you've earned a drink. Sit right down and I’ll get the waiter.” I looked at Lamus, who had not uttered a word since his original gre…
1912 · PDF PAGE 46
… glimmering shrine— O ply the kiss and pour the wine! Sir Palamede is fairly come Into a place of glowing bowers, Where all the Voice of Time is dumb: Before an altar crowned with flowers He seeth a satyr fondly dote And languish on a swan-soft goat. Then he in mid-caress desires The ear of strong Sir Palamede.
1922 · PDF PAGE 148
…iend when we left under the guidance of a very business-like Italian, who spoke English well. We caught the boat to Capri with plenty of time to spare, and regaled the consul’s clerk with all sorts of amusing anecdotes. He was very pleased to be treated on such a friendly footing. We went up to the Piazza in the Funicular with almost the sensation of soaring. It had been a devil of a mess; but five minutes more would see it at an end. And, despite my exaltation, I registered a vow that I would never do anything so foolish again, Of course, it w…
1929 · PDF PAGE 121
121 My magical work was pushed into the background by the arrival of Eckenstein. He openly jeered at me for wasting my time on such rubbish. He being brutally outspoken, and I shy and sensitive, I naturally avoided creating opportunities for him to indulge his coarse ribaldry on a subject which to me was supremely sacred. Occasionally, however, I would take advantage of his unintelligence by talking to him in terms which I knew he would not understand. I find that it relieves my mind and helps me to clarify my thoughts if I inflict my jargon on…
1909 · PDF PAGE 246
THE EQUINOX Sacred Magic of Abra-Melin the Mage.” A time of transition was at hand, a spiritual renaissance was about to take place, so little wonder is it that we find P. much like St. Augustine lamenting his outward search, and crying with him: “I, Lord, went wandering like a strayed sheep, seeking Thee with anxious Reasoning without, whilst Thou wast within me. I wearied myself much in looking for Thee without, and yet Thou hast Thy habitation within me, if only I desire Thee and pant after Thee. I went round the Streets and Squares of the C…
1909 · PDF PAGE 246
THE EQUINOX Sacred Magic of Abra-Melin the Mage.” A time of transition was at hand, a spiritual renaissance was about to take place, so little wonder is it that we find P. much like St. Augustine lamenting his outward search, and crying with him: “I, Lord, went wandering like a strayed sheep, seeking Thee with anxious Reasoning without, whilst Thou wast within me. I wearied myself much in looking for Thee without, and yet Thou hast Thy habitation within me, if only I desire Thee and pant after Thee. I went round the Streets and Squares of the C…
1929 · PDF PAGE 274
…e machan was high from the ground; but had the elephants winded me and taken alarm, my tree would have snapped like a twig. But I had no time to think of danger; I was thrilled with exaltation. I sat up and spent the night watching the elephants as they went about their business. It was the most fascinating vision that had ever been vouchsafed to me on the material plane. I did not grudge the loss of my night's sport. I was not really very keen about the shooting. I was in a very curious frame of mind. I loved to wake at dawn on my camp bed and…
1929 · PDF PAGE 579
579 amusement. I had read in my time a great deal of utter balderdash, but nothing quite so comprehensively ridiculous. It gave me the greatest joy to notice that practically every single detail was false. There was, for instance, a description of the abbey, without a single failure to misstate the facts. If a thing was white, they called it red, if square, circular, if stone, brick; and so for everything. I saw no reason for taking any action. I was content to enjoy the absurdity and profit by the publicity. Unfortunately the sense of humour i…
1910 · PDF PAGE 121
THE TEMPLE OF SOLOMON THE KING Compare this with the following: That which is the night of all beings, for the disciplined man is the time of waking; when other beings are waking, then is it night for the Muni who seeth. He attaineth Peace, into whom all desires flow as rivers flow into the ocean, which is filled with water but remaineth unmoved—not he who desireth desires. He who, through the likeness of the Atman, O Arjuna, seeth identity in everything, whether pleasant or painful, he is considered a perfect Yogi.* Now that we have finished o…
1910 · PDF PAGE 121
THE TEMPLE OF SOLOMON THE KING Compare this with the following: That which is the night of all beings, for the disciplined man is the time of waking; when other beings are waking, then is it night for the Muni who seeth. He attaineth Peace, into whom all desires flow as rivers flow into the ocean, which is filled with water but remaineth unmoved—not he who desireth desires. He who, through the likeness of the Atman, O Arjuna, seeth identity in everything, whether pleasant or painful, he is considered a perfect Yogi.* Now that we have finished o…
1922 · PDF PAGE 44
…art caught up in the strong sobs of Love! I adore Thee, Evoe! I adore Thee, I A O!” | That was it—her engine and my engine for the first time working together! All the accidents had disappeared. There was nothing but the unison of two rich racing rhythms. You know how it is when you are flying—vyou see a speck in the air. You can’t tell by your eyes if it is your Brother Boche coming to pot you, or one of our own or one of the allied ‘planes. But you can tell them apart, foe from friend, by the different beat of their engines. So one comes to a…
1954 · PDF PAGE 222
FASCINATIONS 189 Allan was meditating, it was my duty to bring his food very quietly (from time to time) into the room adjoining that where he was working. One day he missed two successive meals, and I thought I ought to look into his room to see if all was weI/. I must explain that I have known only two European women and three European men who could sit in the attitude called Padmasana, which is that usually seen in seated images of the Buddha. Of these men, Allan was one. He could knot his legs so well that, putting his hands on the ground, …
1910 · PDF PAGE 173
… the dusk with the dead Galilean : Fill me the cup of the poppy Circean ! II Hardly a glimmer to chasten the gloom ; Hardly a murmur of Time at his loom ; Nothing of sense but the poppy-perfume.
1913 · PDF PAGE 42
… love, and presence exalteth love. Love moveth ever from height to height of ecstasy and faileth never. The wings of love droop not with time, nor slacken for life or for death. Love destroyeth self, uniting self with that which is not-self, so that Love breedeth All and None in One. Is it not sop... No?... Then thou art not lost in love; speak not of love. Love Alway Yieldeth: Love Alway Hardeneth. May be: I write it but to write Her name.
1929 · PDF PAGE 5
narrative. He only remarked, Then you were not guillo- tined? I was not, sir, retorted the other passionately. At that time capital punishment was never inflicted in France, though not officially abrogated. I may say, he added, with the pride of a legislator, that my action lent considerable strength to the agitation which led to its reintroduction. No, sir, I was not guillotined. I was sentenced to perpetual imprisonment in Devils Island. He shud- dered. Can you imagine that accursed Isle? Can your fancy paint one tithe of its horro…
1954 · PDF PAGE 95
…ic. To remind you, and to amplify certain points of the above, let me quote from Magick, pp. 152-3, footnote 2. All elements must at one time have been separate-that would be the case with great heat. Now when atoms get to the sun, we get that immense extreme heat, and all the elements are themselves again. Imagine that each atom of each element possesses the memory of all his adventures in combination . By the way, that atom (fortified with that memory) would not be the same atom; yet it is, because it has gained nothing from anywhere except t…