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Page 26 of 1971909 · PDF PAGE 190
THE EQUINOX Things; and by Taro it is glory, Life, Light, Sun. Thus read: “ Of the Dawning of Life and Light.” x is by shape the Svastika, symbolically Aleph, the Ox, as though showing the fearful force of the Spiritual “Whirling Motions” upon the Material Plane, as a terrible and destructive Power. This is also shown by the Foolish Man, as the Material Tarotic emblem of that which in its proper and higher manifestation is the Spiritual Ether. Therefore we read: “ Begun ave the Whirling Motions.” w signifieth mighty in flame, whereof it is also…
1909 · PDF PAGE 190
THE EQUINOX Things; and by Taro it is glory, Life, Light, Sun. Thus read: “ Of the Dawning of Life and Light.” x is by shape the Svastika, symbolically Aleph, the Ox, as though showing the fearful force of the Spiritual “Whirling Motions” upon the Material Plane, as a terrible and destructive Power. This is also shown by the Foolish Man, as the Material Tarotic emblem of that which in its proper and higher manifestation is the Spiritual Ether. Therefore we read: “ Begun ave the Whirling Motions.” w signifieth mighty in flame, whereof it is also…
1913 · PDF PAGE 158
…nd which protects the Magician from the elements; it is the silence and secrecy with which he works, the hiding of himself in the occult life of Magick and Meditation. This is the "going away into the wilderness " which we find in the lives of all men of the highest types of greatness. And it is also the withdrawing of one's self from life as such. In another sense it is the " Aura " of the Magician, that invisible egg or sheath which surrounds him. This " Aura " must be shining, elastic, impenetrable, even by the light, that is, by any partial…
1913 · PDF PAGE 228
…es that made the ceiling gray With wavering shadows, sporting eerily, We lay all naked, talking of the things Of the old dim world, when life and art were young; Of the old bards who lightly touched their strings ; Who sang of love and life as I have sung. And then I felt you kiss me as I roved Back to the brightness of the world of old; And so the past grew dearer, as I loved And loved you more: the path grew ever gold, Merging at last into the golden light Of the Golden Age : we were re-born that night. (vir) More sombrely the secret summer b…
1913 · PDF PAGE 228
…es that made the ceiling gray With wavering shadows, sporting eerily, We lay all naked, talking of the things Of the old dim world, when life and art were young; Of the old bards who lightly touched their strings ; Who sang of love and life as I have sung. And then I felt you kiss me as I roved Back to the brightness of the world of old; And so the past grew dearer, as I loved And loved you more: the path grew ever gold, Merging at last into the golden light Of the Golden Age : we were re-born that night. (vir) More sombrely the secret summer b…
1913 · PDF PAGE 44
… consciousness the imperfection of waking. Dreams are impurities in the circulation of the blood; even so is consciousness a disorder of life. sense, without truth; so also is conscious- ness. Awake from dream, the truth is known:?!® awake from waking, the Truth is—The Unknown.
1904 · PDF PAGE 31
… my tea. He taught me Y, he taught me Z, He made strange noises in my head. He taught me that, he taught me this, He spoke of knowledge, life, and bliss. He taught me this, he taught me that, He grew me mangoes in his hat18 I brought him corn : he made good grist of it :— And here, my Christian friend, ’s the gist of it ! First, here’s philosophy’s despair The cynic scorn of self. I think At times the search is worth no worry, And hasten earthward in a hurry, Close spirit’s eyes, or bid them blink, Go back to Swinburne’s19 counsel rare, Kissing…
1905 · PDF PAGE 139
… grief, most dreadful musings Theirs who penetrate the poet’s purpose ! So in all the passing joys of nature, Joys of birth, and joys of life, in pleasures Beautiful or innocent or stately, May the wise discern the fact of being— Change and death, the tragedy deep-lurking Hidden in the laughter of the people, So that laughter’s self grows gross and hateful. Then the Noble Truth of Sorrow quickens Every heart, and, seeking out its causes, Still the one task of the wise, their wisdom Finds desire, and, seeking out its medicine, Finds cessation of…
1910 · PDF PAGE 23
…er all his fun- damental theory — that Christ was a Yogi — is cor- rect. And our hymn : “ For ever with the Lord ! Amen ! so let it be ! Life from the dead is in that word : ’Tis immortality.” may be rendered by paraphrase : For ever Timeless : an epithet only used of the Atman. with the Lord sam Adhi. Amen Aum. Life from the dead an expression constantly and exclusively employed to de- note the yogic attainment. that word to Aum is attributed the great power of regenera- tion. It has the sense of the Greek Logos. immortality a-mrita, the same …
1911 · PDF PAGE 209
…ur lamp the drooping moon, dear, Our roof, the stars that sing ; The bed, of moss and roses; The night, as long as death! Still, breath! Life wakens and reposes, Love ever quickeneth! Sweet, sweet, when Lion and Maiden, The motley months of gold, Swoop down with sunlight laden, And eyes are bright and bold. Life-swelling breasts uncover Their warm involving deep— Love, sleep !— And lover lies with lover On air’s substantial steep. Ah! sweeter was September— The amber rain of leaves, The harvest to remember, The load of sunny sheaves. In gardens…
1911 · PDF PAGE 209
…ur lamp the drooping moon, dear, Our roof, the stars that sing ; The bed, of moss and roses; The night, as long as death! Still, breath! Life wakens and reposes, Love ever quickeneth! Sweet, sweet, when Lion and Maiden, The motley months of gold, Swoop down with sunlight laden, And eyes are bright and bold. Life-swelling breasts uncover Their warm involving deep— Love, sleep !— And lover lies with lover On air’s substantial steep. Ah! sweeter was September— The amber rain of leaves, The harvest to remember, The load of sunny sheaves. In gardens…
1913 · PDF PAGE 213
Aelfrida Tillyard . * A MOTHER, ON HER SON 'S 21st BIRTHDAY . M Y son is mine no more . He is a man , IVI And as a man he meets his life alone. I'm grown as some madonna carved of stone, To kneel before , to honour, and forget. He was the child I made and now a man I thought his very blood was mine ; I made his soul and with it did entwine My soul, my life , my very self - and yet He is not I , he stands alone, a man . He cannot see I made him as he is, Gave him the breath of beauty with my kiss, · Taught him the tune of pain , with eyelids wet…
1904 · PDF PAGE 56
…red, Clasp hands in friendship, ere we die, Nor shame us if a tear be shed :— The time has come tosay Good-bye. ENVOI Prince, whether in Life’s Tripos classed Or ploughed quite irretrievably, Our friendship for all time is cast. The time is come to say Good-bye.
1905 · PDF PAGE 68
…eir light : for thou dost stand, as God Among the Holy Ones. Before the gods Thy music moves, coequal, coeterne, Thou, Lord of Light and Life and Love ! Come forth ! I call thee in the holiest name of Him Lord of the Universe, and by His Name, Osiris perfected through suffering, Glorious in trial : by His Holy Name, Jesus, the Godhead passing through the gates Of Hell, that even there the rescuers Might find the darkness, and proclaim the light ; For I invoke thee by the sacred rites And secret words of everlasting power : By the swift symbol o…
1910 · PDF PAGE 11
ROSA DECIDUA 9 Of life that spring in me are fed Not even on the mire of her decay. They spring from other roots. Now I am cleansed of her, I am so to say A man part paralysed. One limb is dead In feeling as in motion. This remains To ask : Will all catch death—how soon ? This head Excites its miserable brains To think the word it knows by intellect To be the right word—pity ! Then reflect : “ Pitiful ! Pitiful ! most pitiful ! The pity of it ! Think of the love past, Blossoms too beautiful ! Think of the hardships conquered comrade-wise ! Thin…
1905 · PDF PAGE 186
…on 3 Shrieked, crawled to die ; delirium abates By some good chance her terror in its season. Iler ravings picture the cessation of Such life as she had known: her mind conceives A God of Mercy, Happiness, and Love ; Reverses life and fact : and so believes. of So man grew up; and so religion grew. Now in the cons shall not truth dissever The man = and the old through, Cast God to black oblivion for ever? Picture no longer in fallacious thought A doer for each deed ! the real Jurks Nowhere thus hidden: there is truly nought Substantial in these…
1910 · PDF PAGE 148
138 ROSA DECIDUA Of life that spring in me are fed Not even on the more of her decay. They spring from other roots. Now I am cleansed of her, I am so to say A man part paralysed. One limb is dead In feeling as in motion. This remains To ask : Will all catch deathhow soon ? This head Excites its miserable brains To think the word it knows by intellect To be the right wordpity ! Then reflect : Pitiful ! Pitiful ! most pitiful ! The pity of it ! Think of the love past, Blossoms too beautiful ! Think of the hardships conquered comrade-wise ! Th…
1905 · PDF PAGE 202
…oth eyes and trembling fingers, faint lips or murderous hair, All tunes of love’s own music, most various and rare ; When I look back on life, as a mariner on the deep Sees, tranced, the white wake foaming, fancies the nereids weep ; As, on @ mountain summit in the thunders and the snow, I look to the shimmering valley and weep: I loved you so! For a moment cease the winds of God upon the reverent head ; I lose the life of the mountain, and my soul is with the dead ; Yet am I not unaware of the splendour of the height, Yet am I lapped in the gl…
1996 · PDF PAGE 150
…Effect that no man knoweth? Was not Lao-tzu thrust forth from his city? Did not Buddha go begging in rags? Did not Mohammed flee for his life into exile? Was not Bacchus the scandal and the scorn of men? Than Joseph Smith1 had any man less learning? Yet each of these attained to do his Will; each cried his Word, that all the Earth yet echoes it! And each was able to accomplish this by virtue of that very cir cumstance which seems so cruel. Shall I, who am armed with all their weapons at once, complain that I must go into the fight unfurnished?…
1905 · PDF PAGE 112
…God—I give my best Of soul and blood and brain To my poor Art—-there comes to me some- how This fact: Man’s-work is God made mani- fest; Life is all Peace again. And Dreams are beyond life. Their wider scope, Limitless Empire o’er the world of thought, Help my desires to press Beyond all stars toward God and Heaven and Hope ; And in the world-amazing chase is wrought Somehow—all Happiness. THE TRIUMPH OF MAN. BEFORE the darkness, earlier than being, When yet thought was not, shapeless and unseeing, | Made misbegotten of deity on death, There br…