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1917 · PDF PAGE 1

The Oxford Book of English Mystical Verse

… older world ‘A new world to engender.* ‘The kingdom is extended? Night Dwells, and I contemplate the sight ‘That is not seeing, but the light ‘That secretly is kindled, tatty th ide, tn its darkness the Light may set

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1917 · PDF PAGE 4

The Oxford Book of English Mystical Verse

ALEISTER CROWLEY 5353 O Light! descend! My feet move vaguely on Pini amazing darkness, in the gloom Mist I can touch with trembling sense. There shone , in my misty memory, in the womb Nod smoke of mighty pillars ; yet my mind fj clouded with the horror of this same Path of the wise men : for my soul is blind Yee: and the foemen I have never feared could not see (if such should cross the way), ‘And therefore I am strange: my soul is scared With desolation of the Blinding day Tiare ome oo rom ye that fearful ihe Was not the Sun: my life has been…

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1917 · PDF PAGE 2

The Oxford Book of English Mystical Verse

…ed, see the thin web binding me With thirteen cords of nity * Toward the calm centre of the sea, (O thou supernal mother !*) ‘The triple light my path divides ‘To twain and fifty sudden sides* Each perfect as each other. Now backwards, inwards still my mind Mast track the intangible and blind, ‘And seeking, shall securely find Hidden in secret places Fresh feasts for every soul that strives, New life for many mystic lives, ‘And strange new forms and faces. ‘My mind still searches, and attains By many days and many pains To That which Is and Was…

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The Oxford Book of English Mystical Verse

…itumen; where among ‘The glowing medley moved the tune unsung Of perfect love: thence grew the Mystic Rose. Its myriad petals of divided light; Tits leaves of the most radiant emerald ; Tes heart of fire like rubies. At the sight Tiifted up my heart to God and called: How shall I pluck this dream of my desire ? And lo! there shaped itself the Cross of EVELYN UNDERHILL (MRS. STUART MOORE) bats

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