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GNOSTIC ANTHEM Thou who art I, beyond all I am, Who hast no nature and no name, Who art, when all but thou are gone, Thou, centre and secret of the Sun, Thou, hidden spring of all things known And unknown, Thou aloof, alone, Thou, the true fire within the reed Brooding and breeding, source and seed Of life, love, liberty, and light, Thou beyond speech and beyond sight, Thee I invoke, my faint fresh fire Kindling as mine intents aspire. Thee I invoke, abiding one, Thee, centre and secret of the Sun, And that most holy mystery Of which the vehicl…
1947 · PDF PAGE 10
…t give out light and life, sustenance and joy to them that revolve about us without diminution of substance or effulgence for ever. Lord secret and most holy, source of light, source of life, source of love, source of liberty, be thou ever constant and mighty within us, force of energy, fire of motion ; with diligence let us ever labour with thee, that we may remain in thine abundant joy. Lady of night, that turning ever about us art now visible and now invisible in thy season, be thou favourable to hunters, and lovers, and to all men that toil…
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…r of the palace. Will he not sink ? Ho ! warrior, if thy servant sink ? But there are means and means. Be goodly therefore. This also is secret : my prophet shall reveal it to the wise. I give unimaginable joys on earth : certainty, not faith, while in life, upon death ; peace unutterable, rest, ecstasy ; nor do I demand ought in sacrifice. My incense is of resinous woods and gums ; and there is no blood therein : because of my hair the trees of Eternity. My colour is black to the blind, but the blue and gold are
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seen of the seeing. Also I have a secret glory for them that love me. But to love me is better than all things : if under the night stars in the desert thou presently burnest mine incense before me, invoking me with a pure heart, and the Serpent flame therein, thou shalt come a little to lie in my bosom. For one kiss wilt thou then be willing to give all ; but whoso gives one particle of dust shall lose all in that hour. Behold ! the rituals of the old time are black. Let the evil ones be cast away ; let the good ones be purged by the prophet !…