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Page 78 of 901909 · PDF PAGE 259
…Light. It is formed in the North beginning from the station of the Stolistes, the symbol of the waters of creation attracting the Divine Spirit, and therefore alluding to the creation of the world. Whilst the « Reverse Circumambulation ” has its rise from the station of the Dadouchos, symbolic of the ending and judging of the world by fire. But also the Circumambulation commences with the Paths w and 9, as though bringing into action the solar fire; whilst the reverse commences by those of ) and ¥ as though bringing the watery reflux into actio…
1905 · PDF PAGE 263
…Breathing and life for the Intelligible; Find death, yet findit living. Deep as Hell I plunged the soul; by all blind Heaven unbound The spirit, freed, pierced through the maze profound, And knew Itself, an eagle for a dove. So in one man the height and deep of love Joined, in two states alternate (even so Are life and death)—shall one unite the two, My long impulsive strife? Did I find life ?. The real life—to know The ways of God. Alas! I never knew. Then came our Lady of the Sevenfold Light, Showed me a distant plan, distinct and clear, As t…
1907 · PDF PAGE 73
…e appalling Evil clouds of an agony bound by existence, Enter, avail me, exult! In the masses of matter Nothing avails; in the splendour spirit is, nothing. Give me love; I am weary of giants colossal, Royal, impossible things; I am fain of a bosom Always breathing sleep, and the symphony, silence. Years are forgotten ; abide, deep love, I am happy. 1 An acrostic. XXVIII. CouLD ivory blush with a stain of the sunset on highlands Of snow: could the mind of me span The tenderness born of the dew in immaculate islands Virgin of maculate man : Coul…
1929 · PDF PAGE 346
…ade my poem to a blasphemous imbecility, in order to comply with the conventions of the Church. Apart from that, what I had written in a spirit not far removed from ribaldry was found wholly satisfactory. I had written, in 1899, while staying with Mathers in Paris, a hymn to Isis to be used in the ceremonies of Isis worship which he was at that time proposing to revive in Paris. I changed the word "Sistron" to "cymbal" and the word "Isis" to "Mary". The hymn required no further alteration. I think that rather significant. Once more, I made a tr…
1905 · PDF PAGE 272
…ISTIC DOGMA [This short explanatory article has been specially contributed by an Adept, revered alike for his intellectual gifts and his spiritual attainments by the few to whom he permits himself to be known. Thanks to him would be impossible, but the Editor wishes to express his gratitude to the student who kindly obtained for him the introduction. No hberties have been taken with the MS., even to the retention of the capitals, but the spelling of some [Eastern names has been assimilated to the universal alphabet—e.g. Qabalah for Kabbala—with…
1919 · PDF PAGE 294
… emeralds, the size of a walnut, through which the Tsars bored holes to wear them on a string? In its grossest stupidities the Rus- sian spirit is still childishly great. I suppose a Russian cook could make some- thing tasty of Edward Garnett, as a Chinese cook makes masterpieces of puppy dogs. Chekhov is not to be judged at all by the standard of Guy de Maupassant. He is not to have his stories split up by our Garnetts or Barnetts or Darnetts into: a, humorous b. indigenous ¢. historical—pastoral—comical etc. Each story is to be judged by itse…
1905 · PDF PAGE 196
…heart turned ; Then, *tis no wonder. burned Mightier yet than ever. To renew her Venom from those pure eyes? And yet I yearned. Then, my spirit knew And my passion Still, I stepped onward. Credit me so far ! The harlot had my soul: my will, the star ! Thus I went onward, as a man goes blind, Into a torrent crowd of mine own kind ; Jostlers and hurried folk and mad they are, A million actions and a single mind. 1 The '‘ Higher Self.” ‘‘What is thy purpose, sweet my lord?” I pressed One stalwart.. ‘*Ah! the quest,” he cried, ‘* the quest.” God’s …
1911 · PDF PAGE 171
…other little lapse of memory: he forgot where the book was; and there is your miracle! Now for my constructive policy. I suggest that a “spirit” be cultivated on the lines laid down by Eliphaz Levi, “Dogma and Ritual,” Cap. XIII,, so that he may manifest more wholly. Then let him dictate to two or three segregated mediums a long passage, or a long set 01 meaningless figures, and get so high a degree of agreement that hardly any doubt remains Or 11 anybody wants a really high evidential proof, let him get the proof of Fermat’s Last Theorem, which…
1911 · PDF PAGE 171
…other little lapse of memory: he forgot where the book was; and there is your miracle! Now for my constructive policy. I suggest that a “spirit” be cultivated on the lines laid down by Eliphaz Levi, “Dogma and Ritual,” Cap. XIII,, so that he may manifest more wholly. Then let him dictate to two or three segregated mediums a long passage, or a long set 01 meaningless figures, and get so high a degree of agreement that hardly any doubt remains Or 11 anybody wants a really high evidential proof, let him get the proof of Fermat’s Last Theorem, which…
1906 · PDF PAGE 38
… long hair shed on shoulders ivory white ! Each note shoots down the dim arboreal spaces Like amber or like hyaline lit with light. Each spirit glimmers in the shadowy places Like hyacinths or emeralds: or the night Shows them as shadows of some antique gem Where moonlight fills its cup and flashes into them. So, in the moony twilight and the splendour Of music’s light, the desolate nightingale Fills all the interlunar air with tender Kisses like song, or shrills upon the scale, Till quivering moonrays shake again, to send her Luminous tunes th…
1944 · PDF PAGE 10
…killed artist, Frieda Harris, who, though she had little or no previous knowledge of the Tarot, possessed in her own right the Essential Spirit of the book. Together they bent their energies to the formidable task of preparing the 78 cards of the Book of Thoth.
1905 · PDF PAGE 138
…ul through all the city vast : Men were afraid. But I—I knew Jehu was here, whose sword should dip Deep in my love’s adulterous lip. The spirit filled me. Azad behold! I saw her dead stare to the skies: I came to her ; she was not cold, But burning with old infumtes. On her incestuous mouth I fell, And lost my soul for Jezebel. I followed him afoot, afire; Beneath her window he drew rein ; She looked forth, clad in glad attire, Haggard and hateful, once again ; And taunted him. His bastard blood Quailed, but his violent soul withstood. He blenc…
1906 · PDF PAGE 36
… Thou weavest a cruel charm on my soul that is as glass. I know thee not, who art naked; I le be- neath thy feet Who hast called till my spirit achéd with a pang too deathly sweet. Thou hast given thee to me dying, and made thy bed to me. I shiver, I shrink, and, sighing, lament it cannot be. I have no limbs as a God’s to close thee in and hold : Too brief are my periods, and my hours are barren of gold. I am not thewed as Jove to kill thee in one caress ! / Not agolden shower is my love, but a child’s tear of distress. Give me the strength of …
1905 · PDF PAGE 214
…: thou art chief And lord of all thy mind: O patient thief Of God’s own fire! What mysteries find fane In the white shrine’ of thy white spirit’s reign, Thou man of Sorrows: O, beyond belief! thy purpose Let perfect Peace be with thee: let thy days Prosper in spite of thine unselfish soul ; And as thou lovest, so let Love increase Upon thee and about thee: till thy ways Gleam with the splendour of that secret goal Whose long war grows the great abiding peace. THE ROSICRUCIAN. A SA MAJESTE JACQUES IV D'ECQSSE.” I ser the centuries wax and wane. …
1907 · PDF PAGE 191
… Poor judges of the dead, In your stern eyes the sadness is mine own, Mingled with sense that all your forces dread Are vain to take the spirit from one stone. I would have called to ye in wild strong joy; ** Arise, O Lords of Justice, and be girt With lightnings, and be ardent to destroy This Fool’s creation and to heal its hurt !’? Ye are vain, But yet the damned With swift annihilation Alas! poor powers ! rejoice Hearing the splendour, prophet in my strain, And certain comfort in my mighty voice. For this shall be, that in the utter end Shal…
1905 · PDF PAGE 203
… lurking vampires battened, and my| steel 1 This poem describes the Initiation of the true ‘‘ Hermetic Order of the Golden Dawn”’ in its spiritual aspect. catch breath As if I choked ; some horror creeps between The spirit of my will and its desire, Some just reluctance to the Great Unseen | That coils its nameless terrors, and its dire | fear round my heart ; a devil cold as ice Breathes somewhere, for I feel his shudder take My veins: some deadlier asp or cockatrice Slimes in my senses: I am half awake, Half automatic, as I move along Wrapped…
1905 · PDF PAGE 107
…enclose My whole live body, as a rich red rose Folding its sweetness round the honey-bee ! I felt a perfect soul embracing me, And in my spirit like a river flows A passion like the passion of the sea. IT. Hk did not kiss me with his mouth ; his eyes Kissed mine, and mine kissed back; it was not wise, But yet he had the strength to leave me; so I was so glad he loved enough to go, My arms could never have released his neck ; Ife saved our honour from a single speck. And so he went away ; and fate inwove The bitterest of treason for our love.
1906 · PDF PAGE 35
… the air inane; Fallen, O fallen to eternity ! I, who have looked upon the Lord of Light ; I, Iam Nothing, and dissolved in Night ! (THE SPIRIT OF GOD, DESCENDING, ASSUMETH HER INTO THE GLORY OF Gon.) VENUS. Written in the temple of the L.I.L.,1 No. 9, Central America. MISTRESS and maiden and mother, im- mutable mutable soul! Love, shalt thou turn to another? I give thee the whole ! Light, shalt thou flicker or darken? Thou and thy lover are met. Bend from thy heaven and hearken! Life, Surely Surely my songs are gone down as leaves in the dark …
1907 · PDF PAGE 161
…h solemn joy and laughter of love; the grace Of all my body swaying stoops and dashes Swift to the daisy’s dawn of love: and swiftest, O spirit of man, when unto me thou liftest !
1905 · PDF PAGE 206
…Of sorrow and of grace, Share the deep vigil of thine eremite ! So let the sighing breath Draw on the Hour of Death, Whence wakeneth The Spirit of the Dawn, begotten of the night. THE NAME. SACRED, between the serpent fangs of pain, Ringed by the vortex of the hurricane, Lurks the abyss of fate: the gloomy cave, Sullen as night, and sleepy as a wave When tempest lowers and dare not strike, gapes wide, Vomiting pestilence ; the deadly bride Of death, Despair, grins charnel-wise: the gate Of Hope clangs resonant: and starless Fate Glowers like a …