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…under the star-lit night: Love's lamp guides lonely pilgrims on their way. My staff hath flowered with love’s immortal Rose; And I, that long be excommunicate, At early noon wait till the gates unclose: I loll in the sunshine at the Eastern gate.
… Of moving breezes, so it glows and rolls, Caught in the furnace of the sun, opaque To eyes that seek its depth, but penetrable By those long filaments of light beyond. See, the spot darkens, and a horseman spurs A flagging steed with bloody flanks, and waves A cloudy sword to heaven—I am sure He brings us eagle-wingéd victory, And tiding of no battle lost for Israel. Yes, he grows great before the sun, and stands Now in his stirrups, and shouts loud, and waves A blade triumphant. Now the weary horse Stumbles with thundering strides along the l…
…e our souls. Till, when I see you next, I shall have doubt Whether your pallor be from love distressed Or from the exhaustion of the age-long bout Of love you had of me upon your breast Held hard all night, with mouths that never ceased To engorge love's single sacramental] feast.
…e thing, has its own definite magical effect, apart from teaching the practitioner that he must last out those three seconds—those deadly long last three seconds—even if he burst in the process. All this I am writing during breakfast. My devotees may note, by the way, how the desire to sleep is breaking up. Night I. 7% hours, unbroken from 12.30. ,, II. 7 hours nearly, with dreams. ,, III. 8 hours nearly; but woke three or {our times, and if I had not been a worm would have scattered it like chaff I ,, IV. δὲhours ; and I wake fresh. ,, V. I%+4§…
…p, sleep to-night. Our arms are intertwined ; Breath desires breath and hand imprisons hand ; Breezes cool faces, rosy with the brand Of long sweet kisses ; sun shall dawn and find Two lovers who have passed the land Of sleepand found Death kind.
vi a villa actually prophesied to us long before we reached Naples by that Brother of the A.'. A.'. who appeared to me in Ziirich. Any point which was obscure to me was cleared up in some new discourse (the discourses have consequently been re—arranged). Before printing, the whole work was read by several persons of rather less that average intelligence, and any point not quite clear even to them has been elucidated. ᾿ May the whole Path now be plain to all! Frater Perdurabo is the most honest of all the great religious teachers. Others have sa…
… us a forehead full of peace, And bid thine anger cease, And speak sweet words most comfortable, and lose The bitter memory of the wrong long dead And be the lord and prince we gladly choose And crown the mercy of thy royal head, And be the chief, and rule upon thy kin, And be not wroth for sin? For surely in the dusty days and years There is a little river flowing still That brings forgetfulness of woes and fears And drinks up all the memory of ill. 19
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…the sides ; broader in front and baCk ; and having a winged tiger’s head in front. She wears a Corinthian-shaped helmet and crown with a long plume It also is surmounted by 3 VIII L 161
a villa actually prophesied to us long before we reached Naples by that Brother of the A.*. A/, who appeared to me in Zurich. Any point which was obscure to me was cleared up in some new discourse (the discourses have consequently been re-arranged). Before printing, the whole work was read by several persons of rather less that average intelligence, and any point not quite clear even to them has been elucidated. May the whole Path now be plain to all ! Frater Perdurabo is the most honest of all the great religious teachers. Others have said : "…
…Lord of the Æon is the Child crowned and conquering. The formula of Osiris was, as thou knowest, a Word of Death, that is, the Force lay long in Darkness, and by Putrefaction came to Resurrection. But we take living Things, and pour in Life and Nature of our own Will, so that instantly and without Corruption the Child (as it were the Word of that Will) is generated; and again immediately taketh up his Habitation among us to manifest in Force and Fire. This Mass of the Holy Ghost is then the true Formula of the Magick of the Æon of Horus, blesse…
… the violet guessed By some slow dream that thrilled her gentle breast, That some sweet thing might come to her; she thought Through the long days of how her dream was wrought : She guessed it woven of the spider's thread, And coloured like the river’s changing bed Where polished pebbles shine; she guessed it frail And perfect, with pure wings, like silver pale. So there, behind the leaves and stems, her lids Grew deep with veins of love, and Bassarids? Racing the dim woods through, beheld her face, Whispered together, and desired the place. Th…
…——’ “T heard no more, ran in, There on the slab, grinning yet in death, was Jean. His swim had ended him. Faithful to death | “T watched long. I offered a huge sum for his identifica- tion. The authorities even became suspicious: why was I so anxious? How could I say? He was the servant of . . . “T did not know my sweet child’s name! * * * * * “So, while a living man, I made myselfa ghost. IV “Tt may have been one day some ten years later,” con- tinued the old nobleman, “when as I paced uselessly the Street of the Four Winds I was confronted by…
…——’ “T heard no more, ran in, There on the slab, grinning yet in death, was Jean. His swim had ended him. Faithful to death | “T watched long. I offered a huge sum for his identifica- tion. The authorities even became suspicious: why was I so anxious? How could I say? He was the servant of . . . “T did not know my sweet child’s name! * * * * * “So, while a living man, I made myselfa ghost. IV “Tt may have been one day some ten years later,” con- tinued the old nobleman, “when as I paced uselessly the Street of the Four Winds I was confronted by…
…ns slung at their wasted breasts, and many another was there. The great Satan knocked with his fist on his enormous belly, whence came a long, resound- ing clangour of metal, which ended in a vague groan as of many human voices, and he laughed, showing shamelessly his decayed teeth in an enormous and imbecile guffaw, just as do certain men in every country when they have dined too well. And he said to me: I can give thee that which obtains all that which is worth all, that which replaces all; and he beat upon his mon- strous belly, whose sono…
… or dairymans cart, and show by their triumphant barks the proud pleasure which they experience in rivalling horses? Here are two who belong to a yet more civi- lized order; let me introduce you to the acro- bats room in his absence. A bed of painted wood without curtains; bed-clothes dragging on the floor and full of bugs; two straw chairs, a cast-iron stove, one or two damaged instru- ments of music. Oh, what depressing furniture! But look, I beg you, at these two intelligent personages, clothed in robes at once sumptu- ous and frayed, thei…
… the presence of his superior without permission. 2 Another reference to the boomerang. ‘* Let the man go!”’ The short surprise Sinks in long wonder: angrily Yet awed they spurn him forth. ‘‘ Arise ! O swine, and wallow in thy sty! The King hath said it.” Thus the men Turned the beast free—to goad again. For now the little shadow shaves An image ever in my brain ; Across my field of sight there gapes Ever a gulf, and draws the pain Of the whole knowledge of the man Into its vague and shifting span. Moreover, in that gulf I see Now the bright vi…
… Of moving breezes, so it glows and rolls, Caught in the furnace of the sun, opaque To eyes that seek its depth, but penetrable By those long filaments of light beyond. See, the spot darkens, and a horseman spurs A flagging steed with bloody flanks, and waves A cloudy sword to heaven—I am sure He brings us eagle-wingéd victory, And tiding of no battle lost for Israel. Yes, he grows great before the sun, and stands Now in his stirrups, and shouts loud, and waves A blade triumphant. Now the weary horse Stumbles with thundering strides along the l…
…tus Major 6°: 5°. (RS—Distinction is to be made between attainment of this grade in the natural and in the spiritual world. The former I long since possessed.) I. It may perhaps mean severe asceticism. In case I should be going out on that path I will try and get a real good dinner to fortify myself. 2. The paths leading to Geburah are from Hod, that of the Hanged Man, andfrom Tiphereth, that of Justice, both equilibrated aspects of Severity, the one implying Self—Sacrifice, the other involuntary suffering. One is Free- will, the other Karma; a…
THE EQUINOX carr. Why havea long Latin name if you mean to play the English hypocrite? Who was poor Uncle Henry? Did you love poor Uncle Henry so dearly as all that? How old were you when your father quarrelled with poor Uncle Henry? About two and a half! The only thing you can know about poor Uncle Henry is that poor Uncle Henry once tickled your toes. [EUPHEMIA gives a Little scream of hovvory.| Enough humbug about poor Uncle Henry!... Sweetheart! EUPHEMIA. Mine own! [They embrace and kiss with great intensity. EUPHEMIA. Unhand me, villain! .…