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…was smoky, the flame was blue, And the face of the Troll like fire. And so we gave her the heart of the slain, That was slain for a dead man’s sake; She chuckled low at each blackened vein Gory and brown and torn ; She wriggled her sides like a wounded snake As she squeezed the blood into a horn. 237
… I lament. Fallen is the sixfold Star: Slain is Asar. O twinned with me in the womb of Night! O son of my bowels to the Lord of Light! O man of mine that hast covered me From the shame of my virginity! Where art thou? Is it not Apep thy brother, The snake in my womb that am thy mother, That hath slain thee by violence girt with guile, And scattered thy limbs on the Nile? Lo! I lament. I have forged a whirling Star: I seek Asar. O Nepti, sister! Arise in the dusk From thy chamber of mystery and musk! Come with me, though weary the way, To bring …
…was smoky, the flame was blue, And the face of the Troll like fire. And so we gave her the heart of the slain, That was slain for a dead man’s sake; She chuckled low at each blackened vein Gory and brown and torn ; She wriggled her sides like a wounded snake As she squeezed the blood into a horn. 237
…the uulgi/mos! weil, und advancing, recites chorus from “ Aia/anm in Cab/aim.” Before the beginning of years There came to the making of man . . . etc. . . . His life is a watch or a vision Between a sleep and a sleep. [Returns A pause. ARIES. 333-333. 1350- 333'333᾿ ARIES. Brother Leo, what is the place? LEO. The Temple of the Sun upon the Mountain of Abiegnus! ARIES. Brother Leo, what is the hour? LEO. Sunsetl ARIES. It is the hour of sacrifice. LEO. Brother Aries, what is the sacrifice? ARIES. It is hidden from me. [51767168. SOL. I-22-22-1. A…
…the uulgi/mos! weil, und advancing, recites chorus from “ Aia/anm in Cab/aim.” Before the beginning of years There came to the making of man . . . etc. . . . His life is a watch or a vision Between a sleep and a sleep. [Returns A pause. ARIES. 333-333. 1350- 333'333᾿ ARIES. Brother Leo, what is the place? LEO. The Temple of the Sun upon the Mountain of Abiegnus! ARIES. Brother Leo, what is the hour? LEO. Sunsetl ARIES. It is the hour of sacrifice. LEO. Brother Aries, what is the sacrifice? ARIES. It is hidden from me. [51767168. SOL. I-22-22-1. A…
…yes , and look from him if you can ! His face shines pale beneath the moonlit skies For he is sick at heart for home , yet proud to be a man But oh his guileless baby mouth , his open childlike eyes 206
… That won us freedom, hers the generous - gift That turned herself upon the curse adrift Sailless and rudderless, to pay the price Of permanence with pain, of love with vice, Like a tall ship swan-lovely, swallow-swift, That makes upon the breakers. So the rift Sprang and the flame roared. Farewell, Paradise ! | How shall a man that is a man reward Her priceless sacrifice, rebuke the Lord? Why, there’s Convention’s corral ; ring her round! Here’s shame’s barbed wire; push out the unclean thing! Elere’s freedom’s falconry ;. quick, clip her wing…
basis of many important initiations, notably the Third degree in Masonry, and the 5®—6° ceremony of the G.D. described in Equinox I, III. A cérémonial self-initiation may be constructed with advantage on this formula. The essence of it consists in robing yourself as a king, then stripping and slaying vourself, and rising from that death to the Knowledge and Conversation of the Holy Guardian Angel \ There is an etymological identitv between Tetragrammaton and I A 09 but the m agi cal formulæ are entirely different, as the descriptions here given…
…ius Flaccus has observed, for our edification and behoof, 'Festina lente.' This epigram has been translated by a famous Spanish author, 'manana.' Dante adds his testimony to truth in his grandiose outburst, 'Domani.' Also, an Arab philosopher, whom I personally revere, remarks, if we may trust the assertion of Sir Richard Francis Burton, K.C.M.G. — and why should we not? — 'Conceal thy tenets, thy treasure, and thy travelling!' This I do. More so," he concluded cryptically, "than you imagine!" They were still waiting for their local funeral (wh…
…E OF SOLOMON THE KING Hiereus: “The Sphinx of Egypt spake and said: ‘I am the synthesis of the Elemental Forces: I am also the symbol of man: I am Life: and I am Death: I am the Child of the Night of Time.’” Hierophant : «The priest with the mask of Osiris spake and said: ‘Thou canst nN not pass the gate of the Eastern Heaven : except thou canst tell me my name.’” Tablet Kerux, for Zelator: “Thou art Nu: oes P The Goddess of the Firmament of Air, Thou love art Harmakhis, Lord of the Eastern Sun.” das Martecty Hierophant : “ In what sign and sym…
…E OF SOLOMON THE KING Hiereus: “The Sphinx of Egypt spake and said: ‘I am the synthesis of the Elemental Forces: I am also the symbol of man: I am Life: and I am Death: I am the Child of the Night of Time.’” Hierophant : «The priest with the mask of Osiris spake and said: ‘Thou canst nN not pass the gate of the Eastern Heaven : except thou canst tell me my name.’” Tablet Kerux, for Zelator: “Thou art Nu: oes P The Goddess of the Firmament of Air, Thou love art Harmakhis, Lord of the Eastern Sun.” das Martecty Hierophant : “ In what sign and sym…
…ng rubbed with oil of wintergreen, which filled his whole house with a loathsome stench. One would have thought that the first wish of a man thus afflicted would be to sleep alone, that it would be utterly repugnant and revolting to him to sleep with another person, for his own sake, apart from any consider ation for her. But his wife, herself an invalid—a huge obese greasy woman (of middle age when I knew the family) suffer ing from rheumatoid arthritis, tubercular trouble in the arms, etc., etc.—was his Wife; she must be immediately availab…
…pointed ways To reach—we know not what ! How meaningless Your bright assemblage and your steady task Of doubtful motion. And the soul of man Grapples in death-pangs with your mystery, And fails to wrestle down the hard embrace That grips the thighs of thought. And so he dies To pass beyond ye—whither ? To find God ? All my life long I have gazed, and dreamed, and thought, Unless my thought itself were but a dream, A little, troubled dream, a dream of death Whence I may wake—ah, where ? In some new world Where Consciousness doth touch the Infini…
… ky-bosh on Jesus Christ. I sing a tale of modern life (Suited for reading to my wife) Of how Sir Percy Percivale Grew from a boy into a man ; Well ware of every metric plan A bard may dream, a rhymester scrawl, Avoiding with deliberate “ Damn ! ” (Ut supra) In Memoriam ; For such suggestion would suffice To turn your blood to smoke or ice, Dismissing with a hearty curse Eunuch psychology, pimp verse. Moreover, lest my metre move From year to year in one dull groove, Invention, hear me ! Strange device Hatch from this egg a cocatrice Of novel s…
…t there before ye all, Careless if I had summoned from the skies Some young true God, or spoiled the sacrifice, And were but dead as any man is dead ! So I have given up my inmost life Even unto you, sweet wife, Carelessyet conscious of the babe-stirred womb Of some dread Mother older than the Tomb, Wiser than Life, more pitiful than Death. IV OUR wine-stained and wine-coloured hair unloosing, Mingle your wine-wise breath, Spiritual siren ! with the scent seducing Your body sheds, scarred with the bleeding kisses My tenderness bit in, Like to …
…veins with such a measure As the gardens lord Makes his votaries dance to, death Draws with soft delicious breath To the maiden and the man. Love and life are both a span. Ere the crimson lips have planted Paler roses, warmer grapes, Ere the maiden breasts have panted, And the sunny shapes Flit around to bless the hour, Comes men know not what false flower : Ere the cup is drained, the wine Grows unsweet, that was divine. All the subtle airs are proven False at dewfall ; at the dawn Sin and sorrow, interwoven, Like a veil are drawn Over love a…
…n-kissed heights! The snows that crown The quartz ravines! The clouds that veil The awful slopes! Dear God! look down And see this petty man move on, Relentless as Thine own renown, Careless of praise or orison, Simply determined. Wilt Thou launch (This knight's presumptuous head upon) The devastating avalanche? He knows too much, and cares too little! His wound is more than Death can staunch. He can avoid, though by one tittle, Thy surest shaft! And now the knight, Breasting the crags, may laugh and whittle Away the demon-club whose might Thre…
…n-kissed heights! The snows that crown The quartz ravines! The clouds that veil The awful slopes! Dear God! look down And see this petty man move on, Relentless as Thine own renown, Careless of praise or orison, Simply determined. Wilt Thou launch (This knight's presumptuous head upon) The devastating avalanche? He knows too much, and cares too little! His wound is more than Death can staunch. He can avoid, though by one tittle, Thy surest shaft! And now the knight, Breasting the crags, may laugh and whittle Away the demon-club whose might Thre…
…he pure gold is naught : for all decays. It is the Working of the Work that pays ! More, thou mistakest in thy mind of mist Matter for man, and dung for alchemist. Woman, for all thy skill of touch and tongue, Remains, poor poet ! only gilded dung. But thou, First Matter of the Work that art, Defiled by contact with her hemlock heart, Dost blacken to the Dragon of the Sages Whence grows the Gold. For her, throughout the ages, As it was ever, is, and ever shall beon Earth everywhereespecially in Albion
…Yet shall he worship thee With his tears For a few short years. And then he shall be Nothing at all to thee, Who sang thee when no other man would sing thee, Who brought unto thee all that he could bring thee. Night, that art mother of our quietness, Who bendest deep, dark eyes o’er our distress, In thee shall sleep his ashes ; let him lie Alone under the sky, Nor wake again : He hath paid for his life with his pain. He oweth naught Unto the universe, 149