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… tortuous winds the deep descent; the hour Lies bitterer on my soul: I fear to fail, To loose in vain the lyre’s dissolving power On the white souls armed in that triple mail Of justice, virtue, truth: percipience Beyond the mute and melancholy veil That covers from the drowsy eye of sense The subtle thought that hides behind the mask. I fear indeed: but now the soul intense
…e with dew to still All chance of fever to the soul, and fill My heart with pure love like a snowfall shed Meekly, a blossom where frail white and red Were never frenzied at some mad god’s will. She sat and gazed upon me all day long. Sometimes she held my hands; then she would weep, And then stoop tenderly and kiss my lips, Or lull me with some chaste and gentle song Of angel love. Night’s plume its dew fall drips As she still sits and watches me to sleep. 1 Cuckold.
…stibly strong To sunder and shatter Those towers of matter. They rise! Oh! They rise, The terrible towers Of Hades: they lift Across the white skies Those terrible-cliffed Rocks, where the hours Beat vainly : where lies The horrible rift Of the earth’s green bowers Where the wan ships drift, And the sun’s rays shift, And the river runs Whose banks have no flowers, Whose waves have no suns. Sheer to the terror Of heaven, the walls Strike ; and the mirror Of water recalls No truth, but dim error. The soul of me falls Down to the glamour Of dream …
…ur sires. Alliance of one tongue, one faith, one clime ! Seal and clasp hands; and let the sea pro- We stretch out hands to-day when the white claim wings . 4 Friendship of righteous fame, ol eace are spread heneath you and your And lordship of two worlds that time can oe. never tame. O race of men that slay the slaves of kings! __ | Stoop not and tender not an hour’s regret We, whom the foam-crowned ocean still For those wild words in trivial anger enrings, passed : We, whose strong freedom never brooked Forget your fools, as we their words fo…
crudity. The “Goetia” gives clear instruction in this method, and $o do many other Rituals, white and black. We shall presently devote some space to a clear exposition of this Art. In the case of Bacchus, however, we may roughly outline the procedure. We find that the symbolism of Tiphareth expresses the nature of Bacchus. It is then necessary to construct a Ritual of Tiphareth. Let us open the Book 777 ; we shall find in line 6 of each column the various parts of our required apparatus. Having ordered everything duly, we shall exalt the mind b…
…elsus and his Teaching. Price 35. 6d, net. THE GIFT OF THE SPIRIT. ASelection from the Essays of PRENTICE MULFORD. Reprinted from the ‘* White Cross Library.” With an Introduction by A. E. Warre. Third Edition. 3s. 6d. net. “The Essays of Prentice Mulford embody a peculiar philosophy, and represent a peculiar phase of insight into the mystery which surrounds man. The essays were the work, as the insight was the gift of a man who owed nothing to books, pethaps not much to what is ordinarily meant by observation, and everything, or nearly everyth…
…elsus and his Teaching. Price 35. 6d, net. THE GIFT OF THE SPIRIT. ASelection from the Essays of PRENTICE MULFORD. Reprinted from the ‘* White Cross Library.” With an Introduction by A. E. Warre. Third Edition. 3s. 6d. net. “The Essays of Prentice Mulford embody a peculiar philosophy, and represent a peculiar phase of insight into the mystery which surrounds man. The essays were the work, as the insight was the gift of a man who owed nothing to books, pethaps not much to what is ordinarily meant by observation, and everything, or nearly everyth…
…o! I have won. I shall win. Death to the sun ! Life to sin ! They reap who sow. Ho! Ho! [4 boat driftsin, L. In it the aged CRIOSDA, Azs white hatr afloat in the storm, 7s standing with folded arms. His eyes are dull, as seeing wnward. RupHA. Ela! Ha! Tis the priest. Dost think O’ the feast ? Criosda. shrink ! The rune is woe. Ho! Ho! Criospa. Mother of Sin! RUPHA. Ho! Ho! Criospa. Thus then at last the Luck of Maurya throws A double-six to lost Criosda. RupuHa. Ho! The Luck of Maurya! The power of the deed. CriIosDA. I find thee, mother, at la…
…bolise the two paths of the Tree of Knowledge of Good and Evil.” ‘You will observe that in this grade the red cross is placed within the white Triangle upon the altar, and thus placed, it is identical with the Banner of the West.” “The triangle refers to the three above- mentioned paths connecting Malkuth with the above Sephiroth, while the cross is the hidden DiacRam 13. wisdom of the Divine nature which can be ‘ ae ‘The Altar Symbol DiacraM 12. obtained by their aid. The two construed in the ‘The Flaming Sword, mean: LIFE IN LIGHT.” 1° = 10° …
…bolise the two paths of the Tree of Knowledge of Good and Evil.” ‘You will observe that in this grade the red cross is placed within the white Triangle upon the altar, and thus placed, it is identical with the Banner of the West.” “The triangle refers to the three above- mentioned paths connecting Malkuth with the above Sephiroth, while the cross is the hidden DiacRam 13. wisdom of the Divine nature which can be ‘ ae ‘The Altar Symbol DiacraM 12. obtained by their aid. The two construed in the ‘The Flaming Sword, mean: LIFE IN LIGHT.” 1° = 10° …
…ther God but he—for such a thought is hardly an illusion—but Bones must not and shall not think that there is an opposition of black and white, good and evil, truth and falsehood. One of our weaker brethren (and I alas! had relied on him as strong among the strong 1) recently plumed himself vastly on this per ception of the Illusion of the Tree of Knowledge of Good and Evil— though “Why in the name of Glory was he proud?” considering that he had the authentic dictum of very Tikkunim for referring that Tree to Malkuth, the first and easiest broke…
… jor her to go on. Surely you knew that it was Madeline ! ULRIC. What ! I should wed that pretty Puritan? The downcast eyes and delicate white throat, The lily, when I saw the rose before me? Your full delicious beauty was as God ! You are a bunch of admirable grapes Fit to intoxicate my being! Yes! I would not give that sunny fruit of yours For twenty such frail flowers as Madeline. IT am a man—you mate me with a girl ! CORA. Stop! not a word! My blasphemy to hear, Yours to speak out—when you are told the truth ! ULRIC. What truth? sound. , Th…
TIO THE ARGONAUTS With me the night is fallen in day ; The day swoons back to night; The white and black are woven in gray, Faint sleep of silken light. A strange soft light about me shed Devours the sense of time: Hovers about my sleepy head Some sweet persistent rhyme. Beneath my breast my love may hear Deep murmur of the billows— O gather me to thee, my dear, On soft forgetful pillows ! O gather me in arms of love As maidens plucking posies, Or mists that fold about a dove, Or valleys full of roses ! O let me fade and fall away From waking i…
…ks (Travellers‘ Edltlon). Extra crown 8vo, India paper, 3 vols. in one, pp. 808+Appendices. Vellum, green ties, with portraits, gg, gr.; white buckram, without portraits, ,}:, ::. This edition com-ns “Qabolistie Dogma," “Time,” “ The Excluded Middle,” “Eleusis,” and other matters or the highest occult importance which are not printed elsewhere. AMBERGRIS. Medium 8νο, pp. 200, 35. 603. (Elkin Mathews.) A selection or lyrics, containing some ofgreat mystical beauty.
…ks (Travellers‘ Edltlon). Extra crown 8vo, India paper, 3 vols. in one, pp. 808+Appendices. Vellum, green ties, with portraits, gg, gr.; white buckram, without portraits, ,}:, ::. This edition com-ns “Qabolistie Dogma," “Time,” “ The Excluded Middle,” “Eleusis,” and other matters or the highest occult importance which are not printed elsewhere. AMBERGRIS. Medium 8νο, pp. 200, 35. 603. (Elkin Mathews.) A selection or lyrics, containing some ofgreat mystical beauty.
…r Cyril Grey to keep her unspotted from the world, to utilize those powers which she wielded in pre-eminence from her inheritance in the white sphere of Levanah! When Sister Clara came to summon Iliel, she found her still in swoon. They carried her to her room. At noon she recovered consciousness. Cyril Grey was seated by her bed. To her surprise, he was dressed in mundane attire, an elegant lounge suit of lavender. "Have you seen the papers?" he cried gaily. "Neapolitan Entomologists capture rare butterfly, genus Schedbarshamoth Scharthathan, …
…of Initiation tells him that purity — unity of purpose — is essential above ail else. “Do what thou Wilt” strikes on him, a ray of berce white flame consuming ail that is not utterly God. Very soon he is aware that he cannot consciously contradict himself. He develops a subtle sense which warns him that two trains of thought which he had never conceived as connected are incompatible. Yet deeper drives “Do what thou wiit”$ subconscious oppositions are evoked to visible appearance. The secret sanctuaries of the soûl are cleansed. “Do What thou Wi…
…; and found it easy to get into the way of it as a mantra which does not interfere much with sense- * Till 1906. The theory of the Great White Brotherhood, as set forth in the story called “The Blossom and the Fruit,” by Miss Mabel Collins. + The practice of Mahasipatthana is explained by Mr. A. Crowley in his “Science and Buddhism” very fully. Briefly: In this meditation the mind is not restrained to the contemplation of a single object, and there is no interference with the natural functions of the body. It is essentially an observation-pract…
…; and found it easy to get into the way of it as a mantra which does not interfere much with sense- * Till 1906. The theory of the Great White Brotherhood, as set forth in the story called “The Blossom and the Fruit,” by Miss Mabel Collins. + The practice of Mahasipatthana is explained by Mr. A. Crowley in his “Science and Buddhism” very fully. Briefly: In this meditation the mind is not restrained to the contemplation of a single object, and there is no interference with the natural functions of the body. It is essentially an observation-pract…
…rength for our limbs for the heat of the fray : The battle is ours if you say me not nay. ' Fly with ine far, where the ocean is bounded white by the walls of the northernmost shore, Where on a lone rocky island a castle laughs in its pride at the billows that roar, My home where our love may have peace evermore. . Yes, on one whisper the other is waiting patient to catch the low tone of delight. ' Kiss me again for the amorous answer ; close your dear eyelids and think it is night, The hour of the even we fix for the flight. II. THE FLIGHT. Li…