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Page 70 of 1121954 · PDF PAGE 413
…elaxes. Sounds a paradox! but so it is. Now as to fear. In the Neophyte ceremony of G :. 0 :. when the bandage is first removed from the eyes of the Aspirant, Horus, who was in that Aeon "the Lord in the West," tells him: "Fear is failure, and the forerunner of failure: be thou therefore without fear for in the heart of the coward virtue abideth not." Listen, my child! I, even I, moi qui vous parle, need no information about fear. When I was twelve years old, it was discovered that I had defective kidneys; the opinion, nomine contradicente, of …
1919 · PDF PAGE 143
…last note occurs to me before I wrap up this book and seal it and address it to F. . . in whose hands it will be safe. I looked into the eyes of a little child this evening. Does the answer lie there? Sep. 5th 12-26 P.M. It is over. I have unsealed the package and once more opened the book. This time it will be but a short entry. Very quietly I knelt; I did not robe or burn incense. I just took with me the memory of the little child who had looked into my eyes as I kissed its forehead. Very quietly I asked my question. I rose and lay upon the b…
1909 · PDF PAGE 13
…to the fourth finger of the proper hand. All my muscles were tightly held; my breath came steady, slow and even through both nostrils; my eyes were turned back, in, up to the Third Eye; my tongue was rolled back in my mouth ; and my thoughts, radiating from that Third Eye, I strove to shut in unto an ever narrowing sphere by concen- trating my will upon the Knowledge and Conversation of the Holy Guardian Angel. Then I struCk Twelve times upon the Bell ; with the new month the Operation was duly begun. Oct. 1. The First Day At Eight o’clock I ros…
1909 · PDF PAGE 27
…nce and solitude with a music and a motion that are more silent and more still than they; thou shalt sit throned on the Invisible, thine eyes fixed upon That which we call Nothing, because it is beyond Everything attainable by thought, or trance, thy right hand gripping the azure rod of Light, thy left hand clasped upon the scarlet scourge of Death; thy body girdled with a snake more brilliant than the sun, its name Eternity; thy mouth curved moonlike in a smile, in the invisible kiss of Nuit, our Lady of the Starry Abodes; thy body’s electric …
1912 · PDF PAGE 101
…LO. It may be love or hate, a wanton and a fool. But we have saved the State. MONICA. I think you mean, we rule. MORTADELLO. I wish your eyes could speak ! MONICA. They shall, when nights abroad. MORTADELLO. I fear I have been weak. MONICA. Repent so soon, my lord ?
1913 · PDF PAGE 265
…me! When human souls, by passion led, Are overworked and underfed, Who tucks them in their little bed ? Grace Dawson. I yawn, I rub mine eyes, I prop The weary head that wants to drop— Who soothes me to a humming-top ? Grace Dawson. Whose smooth and soporific prose Lulls me to infinite repose, Hushes the brain and stirs the nose? Grace Dawson. Only one shilling of your hoard ! Even the humblest can afford The luxury of being bored By Dawson. MorpuHeEvs. THE INFERNO. By AUGUST STRINDBERG. Translated by CLAUD FIELD. William Rider & Son. I HAVE al…
1913 · PDF PAGE 265
…me! When human souls, by passion led, Are overworked and underfed, Who tucks them in their little bed ? Grace Dawson. I yawn, I rub mine eyes, I prop The weary head that wants to drop— Who soothes me to a humming-top ? Grace Dawson. Whose smooth and soporific prose Lulls me to infinite repose, Hushes the brain and stirs the nose? Grace Dawson. Only one shilling of your hoard ! Even the humblest can afford The luxury of being bored By Dawson. MorpuHeEvs. THE INFERNO. By AUGUST STRINDBERG. Translated by CLAUD FIELD. William Rider & Son. I HAVE al…
1930 · PDF PAGE 27
…s, locking the Angers, and cry IAQ. Advance to the East. Imagine strongly a Pentagram, aright, in thy forehead. Drawing the hands to the eyes, fling it forth, making the sign of Horus and roar 0HPION. Retire thine hand in the sign of Hoor- paar-Kraat. Go round to the North and repeatj but say NUIT. Go round to the West and repeatj but whisper BABALON. Go round to the South and repeatj but bellow HADIT. Completing the circle widdershins, retire to the centre and raise thy voice in the Paian, with these words Iü IIAN, with the signs of N.O.X. Ext…
1913 · PDF PAGE 390
…lind ; beware of precipices| FAITH. No, my children are by no means blind; on the contrary, they enjoy twofold sight: they see, by thine eyes, what thou canst show them upon earth, and they contemplate, by mine, what I show them in Heaven. SCIENCE. What does Reason think of it? REASON. I think, my dear teachers, that you illustrate a touching fable, that of the blind man and the paralytic, Science reproaches Faith with not knowing how to walk upon the earth, and Faith says that Science sees nothing of her aspirations and of eternity in the sky.…
1913 · PDF PAGE 390
…lind ; beware of precipices| FAITH. No, my children are by no means blind; on the contrary, they enjoy twofold sight: they see, by thine eyes, what thou canst show them upon earth, and they contemplate, by mine, what I show them in Heaven. SCIENCE. What does Reason think of it? REASON. I think, my dear teachers, that you illustrate a touching fable, that of the blind man and the paralytic, Science reproaches Faith with not knowing how to walk upon the earth, and Faith says that Science sees nothing of her aspirations and of eternity in the sky.…
1922 · PDF PAGE 170
…. “My dear man,” said Lamus very brutally. “ I’m not a dope peddler. You've come to the wrong shop.” Cockie’s head was drooping, and his eyes were glassy. But the need of dope drove him desperately to try every dodge. “ Hang it all,”’ he said with a little flash of spirit. “You encouraged us to go on.”
1906 · PDF PAGE 26
…he very limits of the veil, And rend it at the hour of sacrifice That even the secret pillar in the midst May be made manifest to mortal eyes. Behold upon my right hand and my left The mighty pillars of amazing fire, And terrible cloud. Their tops in Heaven are veiled, Whereon the everlasting lamps rejoice. Their pedestals upon the Universe Are set in rolling clouds, in thunder-gusts, In vivid flame, and tempest : but to me, Balanced between them, burns the holy light Veilless, one liquid wheel of sacred fire, Whirling immutably within itself A…
1961 · PDF PAGE 167
…Altera de Leone (Futher concering the Lion) O! In the first of thine Initiations, when first the Hoodwink was uplifted from before thine Eyes, thou wast brought unto the Throne of Horus, the Lord of the Lion, and by Him enheartened against Fear. Moreover, in Minutum Mundum, the Map of the Universe, it is the Path of the Lion that bindeth he two Highest Faculties of thy Mind. Again, it is Mau, the Sun at Brightness of high Noon, that is called the Lion, very lordly, in our Holy Invocation. Sekhet our Lady is figured as a lioness, for that She is…
1910 · PDF PAGE 42
…ree over the unity. He found, to his surprise, that women could take interest in him. His shyness was apparent, but tempted them. In his eyes they met an eager hungry expression, a longing infinite for all things human, which tickled their desires. He seemed to be ever staring at an invisible goal. The goal was the Tree of the 30
1910 · PDF PAGE 42
…ree over the unity. He found, to his surprise, that women could take interest in him. His shyness was apparent, but tempted them. In his eyes they met an eager hungry expression, a longing infinite for all things human, which tickled their desires. He seemed to be ever staring at an invisible goal. The goal was the Tree of the 30
1911 · PDF PAGE 129
… book of yours. . . . But you shall hang here first.” Her long white fingers went to her neck, like a cuttle—fish feeling for its prey. Her eyes closed: her throat worked convulsively for a moment. Rolles too leaned back, pale with excitement. He drank the fresh air. Then, like a man shot, he lifted himself and fell forward, his head in the nest of her bosom. “ Please sit up and behave sensibly, Mr Rolles ! " was the next word that fell on his ears. “ We are crossing the Seine. Passion may not pass the gloomy river ; here stalks Vice, and the Engl…
1911 · PDF PAGE 129
… book of yours. . . . But you shall hang here first.” Her long white fingers went to her neck, like a cuttle—fish feeling for its prey. Her eyes closed: her throat worked convulsively for a moment. Rolles too leaned back, pale with excitement. He drank the fresh air. Then, like a man shot, he lifted himself and fell forward, his head in the nest of her bosom. “ Please sit up and behave sensibly, Mr Rolles ! " was the next word that fell on his ears. “ We are crossing the Seine. Passion may not pass the gloomy river ; here stalks Vice, and the Engl…
1905 · PDF PAGE 69
…over her myself, I and God together. She is so frail and white, and she understands. She sees my soul, and IIeaven is always open to her eyes when she looks up, and she is so beautiful. Will it seem Jong, Esmé, till we kiss again beyond the moon there—it is the moon, isn’t it, come to see that Esmé is not too sad about my dying? Be kind to her always, moon, when Iam gone beyond you ! You must finish my poem, Esmé; there is only a little to do. Kiss me the last time! (good-bye, my dear friends. I wish I could take your hands, but I am so weak. K…
1907 · PDF PAGE 142
…not reach My fury .... Thus in the intoxication of his desire he raves , in her silence he sees her affection , and in the terror of her eyes her love . Cora is horror -stricken : “ you beast !” “ you fool !” “ I am defiled .” He stands dazed and wondering . Then in the following pages she tells him : “ I am the mother of thy bastard birth ” ; he prays , he threatens , and shrieking hurls insult on insult at her : Me , the sole pledge of your debaucheries , You keep - your love, the mere maternity You share with swine and cattle !... I love you…
1909 · PDF PAGE 403
…! The young gentleman must certainly have been a curate. At such moments the heart should race, the veins swell, the breath quicken, the eyes strain, the foot—not a word of the struggle not to show impatience, the tenseness of the whole being ofa man! No! this is indeed a glimmering ghost, a bloodless, vacant phantom. Note, too, the degradation of the symbols. To compare a girl to a “ghost”; to disenchant the glow and glamour of her to a “ glimmer.’ To compare a volcano in eruption to the puffing of a steam- engine; the sun in heaven at high no…