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Page 30 of 941926 · PDF PAGE 13
…and learn the secret that hath not yet been revealed. I, Hadit, am the complement of Nu, my bride. I am not ex- tended, and Khabs is the name of my House. 3. In the sphere I am everywhere the centre, as she, the circumference, is nowhere found. 4. Yet she shall be known and I never. 5. 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! Then shall this knowledge go aright. 6. I am the flame that burns in every'heart of man, and in the core of every star. I am Life, and the gi…
1899 · PDF PAGE 62
…t The sacrifice and smitten stone, And on the lips His presence kissed Burn the high vows with ample flame That He shall swear to by the Name. JEPHTHAH. Highest of Highest, most Concealed of all, Most Holy Ancient One, Unnameable, Receive for these Thy servants this our oath To serve none other gods but Thee alone. And for my own part who am judge of these I vow beyond obedience sacrifice, And for the victory Thou shalt give, I vow To sacrifice the first of living things © That with due welcome shall divide the doors Of my house, meeting me, an…
1899 · PDF PAGE 48
…ast faint echoed melody With silver waving. As the messenger Of mighty Zeus descending unto her He stood before her, and called loud her name. Wrapped in a cloud of amber-scented flame Befitting his high office ; but his word, Too terrible for mortals, passed unheard To Cypris ear alone. She bowed her head And bade her nymphs prepare a royal bed Where he should rest awhile ; and, being gone, Cypris and Charicles were left alone. An aureole of purple round her brow
1904 · PDF PAGE 22
…ord to bid you notice with what mastery Of technique that last stanza there was written. I risk a poet’s license on one cast, Ery ! (Pet name for thee, Eros !) The lines are smitten Into due harmony double-rhymed, well knitten. Wherefore, to show I can repeat the effort, This verse inserted like a playful kitten To usher in the youth’s c. d. e. f., ert Or inert as may be ; it can’t the lucky deaf hurt.) SCENE II SIR PERCY PERCIVALE, on a mountain summit. No higher ? No higher ? All hell is my portion. My mouth is as fire ; My thought an abortio…
1907 · PDF PAGE 17
…night O then I mock myself with words ! They are like cardinal-coloured birds And honey-coloured doves : Yet one thing mortal serves to name another As mortal as itself. Why must our deathless loves Be stained by the black-hearted mother That called things by dead names ? The sunny elf Language shall play with the ethereal flames But never dare approach The central and volcanic fire, The inmost Force, nor, like a glittering army Send forth its scouts to encroach Upon our citadel desire. Ay ! though these flaming sentences Eat like strong acid …
1902 · PDF PAGE 122
…se Folk of Fear are driven Before the avenging levin That rives the opening skies, Behold that Formless and that Holy Flame That hath no name ; That Fire that darts and flashes, writhes and creeps Snake-wise in royal robe, Wound round that vanished glory of the globe. Unto that sky beyond the starry deeps, Beyond the Toils of Time — then formulate In thine own mind, luminous, concentrate, The Lion of the Light, a child that stands On the vast shoulders of the Steed of God : Or winged, or shooting flying shafts, or shod With the flame-sandals. T…
1909 · PDF PAGE 202
… uttermost ebb :— Cover, oh cover the shaming of Seb! Fling the wide veil, O Nuit, on the shame |— Shame from the Knowledge and unto the Name— Hide it, O hide it, in flowers of flame! Now in the balance of infinite things Stirs not a feather ; the universe swings Poised on the stealth of ineffable wings. Surely the sable Osirian bird Sole in the zether shall utter the Word Now that its crying can never be heard!
1909 · PDF PAGE 202
… uttermost ebb :— Cover, oh cover the shaming of Seb! Fling the wide veil, O Nuit, on the shame |— Shame from the Knowledge and unto the Name— Hide it, O hide it, in flowers of flame! Now in the balance of infinite things Stirs not a feather ; the universe swings Poised on the stealth of ineffable wings. Surely the sable Osirian bird Sole in the zether shall utter the Word Now that its crying can never be heard!
1913 · PDF PAGE 8
…Richard Francis Burton Hargrave Jennings Forlong Dux Karl Kellner Ludovicus Rex Bavariae _Eliphas Lévi Richard Wagner Franz Hartmann The names of women members are never divulged. It is not lawful here to disclose the name of any living chief, It was Karl Kellner who revived the exoteric organi- zation of the O. T. O. and initiated the plan now happily complete of bringing all occult bodies again under one governance. The letters O. T. O. represent the words Ordo Templi Orientis (Order of the Temple of the Orient, or Oriental Templars), but the…
1903 · PDF PAGE 59
…ed. So, did I pry beneath the robe, Till stubborn will availed, nor quailed, Intimate with the naked probe ? I know the husks to strip ; name, form, Sensation, then perception, stress Of nature thither; last, the swarm Of honey-bees called consciousness. These change and shape a myriad shapes. Diverse are these, not one at all. What gain I if my scalpel scrapes, Turning before some final wall Of soul? Not so, nothing is there. The qualities are all : for this I stop as I have stopped; intrude H 57
1910 · PDF PAGE 476
100 THE HIGH HISTORY OF GOOD Thief of my arms, my crest, my quest, My name, now meetest thou thy shame. See, with this whip I lash thee back, Back to the kennel whence there came So false a hound.” ‘Good knight, in sooth,” Answered Sir Palamede, “not I Presume to assert the idlest truth ; And here, by this good ear and eye, I grant thou art Sir Palamede. But—try the first and final test If thou or I be he. Take heed!” He backed his horse, covered his breast, Drove his spurs home, and rode upon That knight. His lance-head fairly struck The barre…
1910 · PDF PAGE 476
100 THE HIGH HISTORY OF GOOD Thief of my arms, my crest, my quest, My name, now meetest thou thy shame. See, with this whip I lash thee back, Back to the kennel whence there came So false a hound.” ‘Good knight, in sooth,” Answered Sir Palamede, “not I Presume to assert the idlest truth ; And here, by this good ear and eye, I grant thou art Sir Palamede. But—try the first and final test If thou or I be he. Take heed!” He backed his horse, covered his breast, Drove his spurs home, and rode upon That knight. His lance-head fairly struck The barre…
1914 · PDF PAGE 21
CHICAGO MAY He took the name of Bailey Bey ‘And tried to bilk Chicago May. Alas| he found her pearls were sham, Heer jewels coloured glass :— But not until my Mary's lamb Had been baptized an ass. Before the booby could say “ knife” He found that Mary was his wife! So now by night it’s baccarat, By noon it is blackmail, ‘Until some windy grandpapa Arrives to swell their sail— A combination gambling-hell And brothel near the Tour Eiffel. i Praise the Lord, O my soul! praise the Lord! Praise Him, the Father and the Friend of all, Whose service is…
1913 · PDF PAGE 8
…as les of belief. They had had, he s: id, an argument about the God Shiva, the Destroyer, whom Allan Bennett we use, if one repeated his name often enough, Shiva would one da © and destroy the Universe, and whom Mathers feared and hated because He would one day open His eye and destroy Mathers. Allan Bennett closed the argument by assuming the position Padm: ating the Mantra: “ Shiva, Shiva, Shiva, Shiva, Shiva, Shiv: Mathers, angrier than ever, sought the sideboard, but soon retur- ned, only to find Allan Bennett still muttering: Shiva, Shiva,…
1902 · PDF PAGE 105
… flame ! I melt ! I fall ! My heart is chilled and dark ; My soul's ethereal spark Is dulled for sorrow ; my despairs recall At last Thy name, O gracious Paphian, Lady of Mercy to the love of man ! Come, come, immortal, of the many thrones ! Sparrows and doves in chariot diamonded Drawn through the midmost air ! O Lady of despair, Who bound the golden helmet of Thy head ? Whose voice rings out the pitiful low tones : "Who, who hath wronged thee? And my power atones. " She who now doth flee, shall soon pursue thee ; " She who spurns thy gifts, w…
1902 · PDF PAGE 111
…onable things, Bow to thy wings. Thy manifest control, Vexation ! weeding out of one another. Their dwelling-places, let them lose their name ! 109
1905 · PDF PAGE 124
…e golden light, Till ruby crowns the river’s living flow And glory of colour in the sun’s own flame— Beyond, to colours without sense or name, Impossible to man, whose vivid sight Would blast him with their splendour as they came Flashing through spiritual space, withdrawn Now, and now flung triumphant in the dawn Not of mere sun’s rise, but before the birth Of a new system on the unfolded lawn Of space beyond the sceptre of the Gods! I, seeing all this, would foil Time’s periods For one small woman on this one mean earth, Would spoil the plan …
1907 · PDF PAGE 6
…prise him, kiss his weary will Into the last repose, profounder power Than life could compass. Now I tax my skill To find another holier name, some flower Still red, but red with the ecstasy of blood. Dear love, dear wife, dear mother of the child Whose fair faint features are a match for mine, Lurks there no secret where your body smiled, 1 R
1902 · PDF PAGE 109
…en's archipelagoes ; Yet lighted not the glory virhence it came, Nor shone upon the surface of the sea. Time, and the Great One, and the Nameless Name, Held in their grip the child, Eternity. Silence and Darkness in their womb withheld That spiritual fire, and brooded still : Nature and Time, their soleness undispelled. Ever awaiting the eternal Will. And Law was unbegotten : uttermost Night Dwelt, inaccessible to sound and sight ; Shielded from Voice, impervious to Light. Then grew within the barren womb of this The Breath of the Eternal and t…
1961 · PDF PAGE 85
…quem appelunt Iudaei Mosheh. (Of a certain Magus of the Egyptians, whom the Jews call Moses) HE Follower of Tahuti was an Egyptian whose Name is lost; but the Jews called Him Mosheh, or Moses, and their Fabulists made Him the Leader of their Legendary Exodus. Yet they preserved His Word, and it is IHVH, which thou must understand also as that Secret Word which thou hast seen and heard in Thunders and Lightnings in thine Initiation to the Degree thou wottest of. But this Word is itself a Plan of the Fabrick of the Universe, and upon it hath been…