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1939 · PDF PAGE 7

Temperance: A Tract for the Times

…e, and of mire I create Him afresh. There is naught, nor shall be, that my love cannot gnaw with insatiate tooth: I will wring forth the Truth from the lies as I once found the lies in the Truth. Astarte, I know thee for rotten as others have seen thee for pure; I tear off the mask that smiled false on the slaves who would have them endure. But Thou and Thy masks are but one, Thy corruption the Essence of Thee, It is all of the nature of things, their virtue whereby they may be. So therefore I hail Thee divine, All-one with the substance of Tru…

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1939 · PDF PAGE 8

Temperance: A Tract for the Times

…st one-legged lion. Another bottle’s the obvious thing To get the ginger into our spring. Beloved brethren, listen to me! If there’s one truth of divinity Clear, it’s the virtue there is in Three, And I myself was at Trinity. The least we can do is to seek and see The virtues hid in the Number Three. If much be good, then better is more, As any logician will prove you; It’s only a step from Three to Four; May the argument’s lever move you! It’s simply illogical not to explore The little bit on from Three to Four.

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1939 · PDF PAGE 6

Temperance: A Tract for the Times

…y huge, the agony not to be summed; For the soul in itself is division, is separate, worse that its wings Were fledged of the essence of truth at the evil beginning of things, When the All broke its peace with the thought of itself, and the schism began That ended in chaos of crime, in the crazy catastrophe, man. The soul is no ghost to conjure with the spell of: “Illusion, begone!” It is true, and hath might to endure, unassailable, travelling on, None hinders, commands or deflects; none alters its course by a jot; Space cannot constrain it, a…

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1939 · PDF PAGE 11

Temperance: A Tract for the Times

… are each other, that their sum and their substance is None; But the knowledge itself can excel, its fulness hath broken its bond; All’s Truth, and all’s falsehood as well, and—what of the region beyond? So, still though I sit, as for ever, I stab to the heart of my spine; I destroy the last seed of endeavour to seal up my soul in the shrine Of Silence, Eternity, Peace; I abandon the Here and the Now; I cease from the effort to cease, I absolve the dead I from its Vow, I am wholly content to be dust, whether that be a mote or a star, To live an…

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