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Page 40 of 1731930 · PDF PAGE 10
…dent and an illusion. The subséquent invocations, the graduai development and materialization of the force, require no effort. It is one great mistake of the beginner to concentrate his force upon the actual stated purpose of the ceremony. This mistake is the most frequent cause of failures in invocation. A coroliary of this Theorem is that the Magician soon discards évocation almost altogether — only rare circumstances demand any action what ever on the material plane. The Magician devotes himself entirely to the invocation of a god 3 and as s…
1903 · PDF PAGE 50
…w meek was my love’s birth, How innocent its being : thus arow Stood the mild lines, immaculate, to show My harmless passion and her own great worth. She could not be offended : and moreover— When at the nightfall I sought Heaven’s light, All my work grew unspotted, done aright ! The high Gods came above my head to hover, Because I worked with a diviner might, The perfect sage being the perfect lover. 30
1906 · PDF PAGE 33
…ast. (There approach an aged man, riding upon an ass, with a led ass, and a Nubian servant.) The Adept. In the name of God, the One, the Great, Merciful and compassionate, Acclaim the perfect period Of ordeal past ! The Neophyte. There is no God! A. Rise! in the name of obscure Fate, Ruthless and uncompassionate. 25
1910 · PDF PAGE 75
THE TEMPLE OF SOLOMON THE KING sprouting up from the roots of the older Upanishads two great systems of practical philosophy: 1. The attainment by Sannydsa. 2. The attainment by Yoga. The first seeks, by artificial means, to suppress desire. The second by scientific experiments to annihilate the consciousness of plurality. In the natural course of events the Sannydsa precedes the Yoga, for it consists in casting off from oneself home, posses- sions, family and all that engenders and stimulates desire; whilst the Yoga consists in withdrawing the…
1910 · PDF PAGE 75
THE TEMPLE OF SOLOMON THE KING sprouting up from the roots of the older Upanishads two great systems of practical philosophy: 1. The attainment by Sannydsa. 2. The attainment by Yoga. The first seeks, by artificial means, to suppress desire. The second by scientific experiments to annihilate the consciousness of plurality. In the natural course of events the Sannydsa precedes the Yoga, for it consists in casting off from oneself home, posses- sions, family and all that engenders and stimulates desire; whilst the Yoga consists in withdrawing the…
1912 · PDF PAGE 13
…ecret? Crassus. No; the erystal of your mind Shows only faint disturbing images, Things passing strange, as if enchanted seas Kept their great swell upon it, and strange fish Played in its oily depths. Some monstrous wish, ‘The shadow of some unspeakable desire, Strikes my heart cold, and sets my brain on fire. Aurcra. Learn this, as we pass through the portico: Fear nothing; there is nothing you can know! And by these terraces and steps that gleam Wintry, although the summer night is hot, This—what we seek is never what we find! 16
1913 · PDF PAGE 27
… its aspira- tion to the Higher. They are placed outside the Circle to attract the hostile forces, to give them the first inkling of the Great Work, which they too must some day perform.
1913 · PDF PAGE 60
FRANCES CORNFORD . AUTUMN EVENING . THE shadows flickering , the daylight dying , And I upon the old red sofa lying , The great brown shadows leaping up the wall , The sparrows twittering ; and that is all . I thought to send my soul to far - off lands , Where fairies scamper on the wind - swept sands , Or where the autumn rain comes drumming down On huddled roofs in an enchanted town . But , O my sleepy soul , it will not roam , It is too happy and too warm at home ; With just the shadows leaping up the wall , The sparrows twittering ; and tha…
1913 · PDF PAGE 245
…ered, seeking for my Self, the boom Of ANCIENT DAYS was on me. Not a star Swam in the heavens,—but aloft, afar, One Meteor Rolled like a great gold goblet through the sky, Spilling strange dreams. Strange dreams that ever flow, yet flow amiss The while a slow voice whispers : “‘ This, perchance then ruts!” Yet never comes the right one. Time is ended. Time.and Eternity with Fate have blended 207
1913 · PDF PAGE 245
…ered, seeking for my Self, the boom Of ANCIENT DAYS was on me. Not a star Swam in the heavens,—but aloft, afar, One Meteor Rolled like a great gold goblet through the sky, Spilling strange dreams. Strange dreams that ever flow, yet flow amiss The while a slow voice whispers : “‘ This, perchance then ruts!” Yet never comes the right one. Time is ended. Time.and Eternity with Fate have blended 207
1922 · PDF PAGE 232
…rfect knight ! Yet we went through a period of a very evil character. No doubt we had to be purged of all our baser elements. There is a great sympathy between us at times, and it is not soiled by any animality. The only thing is I’m not sure whether it hasn’t been too great a strain for his mind—the process of purifi- cation. He certainly has some very queer ideas. Sometimes _ I catch him looking at me with some deep suspicion in his eyes. His mind is harping on the Germans. He broke out just now into a denunciation of Gretel Webster as a Germ…
1905 · PDF PAGE 147
…ht’s reward ; Dispersion is a thing abhorred. The Bhikkhu who in Earnestness delights, who fears dispersions dire, His fetters all, both great and small, burning he moves about the fire.
1912 · PDF PAGE 99
…God or fiend or man, No whisper, groan, shriek, scream, or song Gave him to know it. Now it chanced One day Sir Palamedes rode Through a great wood whose leafage danced In the thin sunlight as it flowed From heaven. He halted in a glade, Bade his horse crop the tender grass; Put off his armour, softly laid Himself to sleep till noon should pass. 93
1913 · PDF PAGE 106
…o fetters bid him stay , No thorns of thought counsel delay When pulses beat like battle drums . For him it is the cry , the call Of the great mother , merciless : O Love ! untamed arbitress , Full - blooded , pulsing , virginal !
1922 · PDF PAGE 319
…that even then it was famous for the ruins of forgotten civilisations. To-day, the hand of man has left ephemeral scribbles all over the great rock which dominates the city. Approaching Telepylus from the west, we were astounded when that mighty crag burst into view as the train rounded a corner. Like another Gibraltar it stood out against a background of sky twelve hundred feet above the sea. It stretched out two great paws over the city like a crouching lion playing with its prey which it was about to devour—as indeed it is. The biggest morse…
1903 · PDF PAGE 33
…s our health and builds it up Into her body ; takes our breath, And we—we dream not it is death ! Arm unto arm and eye to eye, Breast to great breast and thigh to thigh, We look, and strain, and laugh, and die. I see the head hovering above To swoop for cruelty or love ; I feel the swollen veins below The knotted throat ; the ebb and flow Of blood, not milk, in breasts of fire ; Of deaths, not fluctuants, of desire ; Of molten lava that abides Deep in the vast volcanic sides ; Deep scars where kisses once bit in Below young mountains that be tw…
1905 · PDF PAGE 140
… memory mighty and mute In love’s poor substitute Of thee, thy Love too high, the impossible pursuit! Then from the cloud a golden voice Great harmonies persuade, That all the cosmic lawns rejoice Like laughter of a maid ; Till evolution had no choice, But heard it, and obeyed. “ Show by thy magic art The hero-story! Awake the maiden heart With tunes of glory! I4I
1910 · PDF PAGE 475
XXXVIII Srr PaLaMeEDE of great renown Rode through the land upon the quest, His sword loose and his vizor down, His buckler braced, his lance in rest. Now, then, God save thee, Palamede! Who courseth yonder on the field? Those silver arms, that sable steed, The sun and rose upon his shield? The strange knight spurs to him. Disdain Curls the proud lip as he uplifts His vizor. ‘Come, an end! In vain, Sir Fox, thy thousand turns and shifts!” Sir Palamede was white with fear. Lord Christ! those features were his own; His own that voice so icy clear…
1910 · PDF PAGE 475
XXXVIII Srr PaLaMeEDE of great renown Rode through the land upon the quest, His sword loose and his vizor down, His buckler braced, his lance in rest. Now, then, God save thee, Palamede! Who courseth yonder on the field? Those silver arms, that sable steed, The sun and rose upon his shield? The strange knight spurs to him. Disdain Curls the proud lip as he uplifts His vizor. ‘Come, an end! In vain, Sir Fox, thy thousand turns and shifts!” Sir Palamede was white with fear. Lord Christ! those features were his own; His own that voice so icy clear…
1929 · PDF PAGE 7
…in this breastand in that of my fellow- convicts. And in this I did not look so much to myself as to another. I am not endowed with any great intellect, he modestly pursued, my grandmother was pure Eng- lish, a Higginbotham, one of the Warwickshire Hig- ginbothams (what has that to do with his stupid- ity? thought Bevan) and the majority of my compan- ions were men not only devoid of intelligence, but of education. The one pinnacled exception was the great Doduha! you start? Bevan had not done anything of the sort; he had continued to ex…