1910 · PDF PAGE 47
The Winged Beetle
…through My being as when stars drop in black disastrous dew. X For in that scroll was written how the globe Of space became ; of how the light
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Collected Works (Vol. I)
…hrone of night shall be withdrawn ; So moveth she toward the dawn. All peoples and all kings that move By love and sacrifice inspired In light and holiness and love, And seek some end of God desired, Pass, though they seem to sink in night, To dawns more perdurably bright. So priest and people join to praise The secret wisdom of the Lord, Awaiting the arisen rays That smite through heaven as a sword ; Remembering He hath surely sworn : Toward the night, toward the dawn ! Behold the moon that fails above, The stars that pale before the sun ! How…
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1899 · PDF PAGE 70
Jephthah and Other Mysteries
…! CHORUS. In the brave old days ere men began To bind young hearts with an iron tether, Ere love was brief as life, a span, Ere love was light as life, a feather, Earth was free as the glad wild weather, God was father and friend to man. AHINOAM. Then when with mildness and much joy our judge Draw hither, let us send to meet his steps
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1901 · PDF PAGE 67
The Mother’s Tragedy
… Fast to their mute abyss. The pale sweet blooms of lotos burn ; The scent of spring is in the soul; Men’s spirits to the loftiest turn; Light is extended and made whole. The waters of the whispering Nile Lisp of their loves a little while, Then break, like songsters, into sighing, Because the lazy days are dying; And swift and tawny streams must rise World’s world to fertilise. The lotos is afire for love, Its yearnings are immortal still ; But in its bosom, fed thereof, Lust, like a child, will have his will. Immortal fervour, strangely blent…
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1905 · PDF PAGE 16
Rosa Mundi
11 Beheld in the mirror of truth, The Rose indifferent to Gods gesture, The Rose on moonlight wings That flies to the House of Fire, The Rose of Honey-in-Youth ! Ah ! No dim mystery of desire Fathoms this gulph ! No light invades The mystical musical shades Of a faith in the future, a dream of the day When athwart the dim glades Of the forest a ray Of sunlight shall flash and the dew die away ! Let there then be obscurity in this ! There is an after rapture in the kiss. The fire, flesh, perfume, music, that outpaced All time, fly off ; the…
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1910 · PDF PAGE 59
The Equinox (Volume I, Number III)
… understanding, keep my heart and mind through Christ Jesus our Lord. Let my mind be open unto the Higher: Let my heart be the Centre of Light: Let my body be the Temple of the ROSY CROSS. Ex Deo Nascimur In Jesu Morimur Per Spiritum Sanctum Reviviscimus. We must now digress in order to give some account of the Eastern theories of the Universe and the mind. Their study will clarify our view of Frater P’s progress. The reader is advised to study Chapter VII of Captain J. F.C. Fuller’s “Star in the West” in connection with this exposition. 47
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1910 · PDF PAGE 59
The Equinox (Volume I, Number IV)
… understanding, keep my heart and mind through Christ Jesus our Lord. Let my mind be open unto the Higher: Let my heart be the Centre of Light: Let my body be the Temple of the ROSY CROSS. Ex Deo Nascimur In Jesu Morimur Per Spiritum Sanctum Reviviscimus. We must now digress in order to give some account of the Eastern theories of the Universe and the mind. Their study will clarify our view of Frater P’s progress. The reader is advised to study Chapter VII of Captain J. F.C. Fuller’s “Star in the West” in connection with this exposition. 47
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1928 · PDF PAGE 133
Little Poems in Prose
…ught that she inspires is of night and the abyss. Her eyes are two caverns where mystery sparkles vaguely, and her glance kin- dles like lightning. It is an explosion in the depths of shadow. I would compare her to a black sun; if one could imagine a black star that shed light and happiness; but she makes one think more readily of the moon, which doubtless has marked her with its fearful influence. Not the white idyllic moon, which resembles a cold bride, but the sinister, intoxicating moon, hung from the height of a stormy night and jostled
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1905 · PDF PAGE 59
Collected Works (Vol. I)
…f my heart falter not, and smite Those lampless limits most abhorred Of iron night, And pass beyond their horror to attack Fresh foemen, light and truth to bring Through their untrodden fields of black, A victor king. I know all must be well, all must be free; I know God: as I knowa friend ; I conquer, and most silently Await the end. VESPERS. THE incense steams before the Christ ; It wraps His feet with grey, A perfumed melancholy mist, Tears sacred from the day ; An awe, a holiness, I wist, More sweet than man may say. I bend my head to kiss …
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1996 · PDF PAGE 81
The Law is for All
…snap, and I understood the machinery of a man’s delusion that he is a teapot. These two examples may give some idea to the reader of the light which mystical attainment throws upon the details of the working of the human mind. Further developments of this vision emphasized the iden tity between the Universe and the mind. The search for simi les deepened. I had a curious impression that the thing I was looking for was somehow obvious and familiar. Ultimately it burst upon me with fulminating conviction that the simile for which I was seeking w…
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1905 · PDF PAGE 124
Orpheus
…shining amethyst Melts to the sapphire’s sombre indigo, And lifts, still sapphire, to the ocean glow; Thence into emerald and the golden light, Till ruby crowns the river’s living flow And glory of colour in the sun’s own flame— Beyond, to colours without sense or name, Impossible to man, whose vivid sight Would blast him with their splendour as they came Flashing through spiritual space, withdrawn Now, and now flung triumphant in the dawn Not of mere sun’s rise, but before the birth Of a new system on the unfolded lawn Of space beyond the scep…
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1907 · PDF PAGE 100
Konx Om Pax
…obes the body gains a fact, Yet leaves an equal fact behind; So gathering for the cataract Roll up the rapid waves of mind. Swift as the light at last they leap Into the chasm of despair; Of all their freshet force they keep But froth and smoke and empty air. 0 fool! to deem dissection truth And paint and patches but a blind! The enthusiasm of a youth Is worth the sage and cynic mind. 0 Buddha! couldst thou nowhere rest A pivot for the universe? Must all things be alike confessed Mere changes rung upon a curse? I swear by all the bliss of blue …
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1913 · PDF PAGE 181
The Equinox (Volume I, Number IX)
… is the thin gray ghost of day, Holds the dim way of death ; the darkness grows More sanguine-hearted as the hour is sped, And with less light is fed; Thine hour grows, grows alway : Thou art mine, mine own, mine own, thou sanguine Rose. Thou sanguine Rose! Deep-hearted as the hour Thou bearest as a flame; more argent-shod Than the eloquent bringer of the god’s delight: Here, from the edge of night I pluck thee forth, a flower Too fair for the garish day, the barren sod. My Rose! My ensanguined Rose! For ever mine, Mine in the birth of the spir…
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1913 · PDF PAGE 181
The Equinox (Volume I, Number X)
… is the thin gray ghost of day, Holds the dim way of death ; the darkness grows More sanguine-hearted as the hour is sped, And with less light is fed; Thine hour grows, grows alway : Thou art mine, mine own, mine own, thou sanguine Rose. Thou sanguine Rose! Deep-hearted as the hour Thou bearest as a flame; more argent-shod Than the eloquent bringer of the god’s delight: Here, from the edge of night I pluck thee forth, a flower Too fair for the garish day, the barren sod. My Rose! My ensanguined Rose! For ever mine, Mine in the birth of the spir…
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1907 · PDF PAGE 93
Collected Works (Vol. III)
…atter and motion rearrange Their endless coils; the Buddha saith: ‘*Cease, O my sons, to desire ! Change is the whole that we see By the light of a chaos on fire. Cease to desire—you are free !”’ Your words, good Gotama, are brave and true 3 Kasy to say, but difficult to do! TARSHITERING. NEPALI LOVE-SONG.! O KISSABLE Tarshitering ! the wild bird calls its mate—and I? Come to my tent this night of May, and cuddle close and crown me king! Drink, drink our full of love at last—a little while and we shall die, O kissable Tarshitering ! Droop the l…
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1899 · PDF PAGE 49
Jephthah and Other Mysteries
…re, and urges The horsemen in thunderous surges On columns where blood not asperges The splashing of struggling bands. The sword is like lightning in battle, The spear like the light of a star; It strikes on the shield, and the rattle Of arrows is hail from afar.
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1905 · PDF PAGE 79
Oracles
…TEIST Self ! Supreme in Self-Contentment ! Sole Spirit gyring in its own ellipse ; Palpable, formless, infinite presentment Of thine own light in thine own soul’s eclipse ! Let thy chaste lips Sweep through the empty aethers guarding thee (As in a fortress girded by the sea The raging winds and wings of air Lift the wild waves and bear Innavigable foam to seaward), bend thee down, 74
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1910 · PDF PAGE 164
The Winged Beetle
…he sparse twigs of heather On one squat square stark rock ; I struck my steel. The sparks splash : flares the pyre, a wildering wheel Of light that rolled, and lit the meer, and showed A glint of gold in that inane abode. Thus then I sate, and warmed me at the blaze, Brooding like Fate upon my desert days. Before the dawn, the pyre burnt through to ash, The god withdrawn ; effaced the golden gash !
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1912 · PDF PAGE 83
The Equinox (Volume I, Number VII)
… point the dark design Of this existence that is mine. I knew my secret. All I was I brought into the burning-glass, And all its focused light and heat Charred all I am. The rune's complete When allI shall öe flashes by Like a shadow on the sky. Then I dropped my reasoning. Vacant and accursed thing! 41
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1912 · PDF PAGE 83
The Equinox (Volume I, Number VIII)
… point the dark design Of this existence that is mine. I knew my secret. All I was I brought into the burning-glass, And all its focused light and heat Charred all I am. The rune's complete When allI shall öe flashes by Like a shadow on the sky. Then I dropped my reasoning. Vacant and accursed thing! 41
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