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THE RITES OF ELEUSIS AS
PERFORMED AT CAXTON
HALL WESTMINISTER IN
OCTOBER AND NOVEMBER
1910 BY MISS LEILA WAD-
DELL AND MR ALEISTER
CROWLEY WITH DIS-
TINGUISHED ASSISTANCE
I. THE RITE OF SATURN.
II. THE RITE OF JUPITER.
III. THE RITE OF MARS.
IV. THE RITE OF SOL.
V. THE RITE OF VENUS.
VI. THE RITE OF MERCURY.
VII. THE RITE OF LUNA.
{v}
TO MY FRIEND
COMMANDER G. M. MARSTON, R.N.
to whose suggestion
these rites
are due
they are gratefully dedicated.
{vi}
THE RITE OF SATURN
{1}
THE OFFICERS OF THE TEMPLE
MAGISTER TEMPLI, "the representative of Binah, Saturn."
MATER COELI, "Venus in Libra, the house of Saturn's exaltation."
BROTHER AQUARIUS, "the house of Saturn; in Chesed, because Pisces is water:
"Hope."
BROTHER CAPRICORNUS, "in thethrone of Capricornus, the house of Saturn; in
Geburah, because Mars is exalted therein. He is Mars in Capricornus."
BROTHER CAPRICORNUS EMISSARIUS.
THE LEADER OF THE CHORUS, or CHORAGOGE.
SCENE. --- "In the East is a veiled shrine, containing an altar. To its
Chokmah, Binah, Chesed, and Geburah are M. T., M. C., Bro. A., and Bro.
C. respectively. Bro C. E. is disguised as an ordinary member of the
garrison."
{3}
THE RITE OF SATURN
PART I
BROTHER CAPRICORNUS "enters and turns off Blue light. Red lamps are brought
in by" BROTHER CAPRICORNUS "and the" LEADER OF THE CHORUS.
"First the Temple is lighted by two red lamps." PROBATIONERS "chant the
Capricornus and Aquarius sections from" 963 "while others wait without
in darkness. Red lights are then hidden within veil." BROTHER
CAPRICORNUS "turns on the Blue light."
"The Temple being in darkness, and the assistants seated, let" BROTHER
CAPRICORNUS "arise from his throne, and knock thrice with his spear-
butt upon the floor." MAGISTER TEMPLI "in the shrine, with" MATER COELI.
CAPRICORNUS. Procul, O procul este profani!
["He performs the Banishing Ritual of the Pentagram.
He next lights the hell-broth and recites:]"
Even as the traitor's breath
Goeth forth, he perisheth
By the secret sibilant word that is spoken unto death.
Even as the profane hand
Reacheth to the sacred sand,
Fire consumes him that his name be forgotten in the land. {5}
Even as the wicked eye
Seeks the mysteries to spy,
So the blindness of the gods takes his spirit: he shall die.
Even as the evil priest,
Poisoned by the sacred feast,
Changes by its seven powers to the misbegotten beast:
Even as the powers of ill,
Broken by the wanded will,
Shriek about the holy place, vain and vague and terrible:
Even as the lords of hell,
Chained in fires before the spell,
Strain upon the sightless steel, break not fetters nor compel:
So be distant, O profane!
Children of the hurricane!
Lest the sword of fire destroy, lest the ways of death be plain!
So depart, and so be wise,
Lest your perishable eyes
Look upon the formless fire, see the maiden sacrifice!
So depart, and secret flame
Burn upon the stone of shame,
That the holy ones may hear music of the sleepless Name!
Holy, holy, holy spouse
Of the sun-engirdled house,
With the secret symbol burning on thy multiscient brows! ....
Even as the traitor's breath
Goeth forth, he perisheth
By the secret sibilant word that is spoken unto death.
CAPRICORNUS. Brethren, let us awaken the Master of the Temple.
[THE LEADER OF THE CHORUS "beats the tom-tom, and the other brethren clap
and stamp their feet. No result."] {6}
Silence --- it is in vain! Brethren, let us invoke the assistance of the Mother of Heaven!
["He goes to veil and reaches through with his hands."
MATER COELI. ["Passes through Throne of" MAGISTER TEMPLI "and enters the Temple."] Children, what is your will with me?
CAPRICORNUS. Mother of Heaven, we beseech thee to awaken the Master.
MATER COELI. What is the hour?
CAPRICORNUS. Mother of Heaven, it lacks a quarter of midnight.
MATER COELI. Be it unto your desire!
["She plays.<<Kuyawiak: Wieniawski.>> As she ends she kneels: the veil
slowly parts, and" MAGISTER TEMPLI "is seen standing in shrine. He
slowly enters Temple." Mater Coeli "returns to throne, having been
blessed and raised by him."]
MAGISTER TEMPLI. Mother of Heaven, beloved of the Stars, wherefore hast thou awakened the Poison of Eld, the Dweller in Eternity?
MATER COELI. Shabbathai.
[MAGISTER TEMPLI "comes down to hell-broth and recites "The Eyes of
Pharaoh."]
Dead Pharaoh's eyes from out the tomb
Burned like twin planets ruby-red.
Enswathed, enthroned, the halls of gloom
Echo the agony of the dead.
Silent and stark the Pharaoh sate:
No breath went whispering, hushed or scared.
Only that red incarnate hate
Through pylon after pylon flared. {7}
As in the blood of murdered things
The affrighted augur shaking skries
Earthquake and ruinous fate of kings,
Famine and desperate destinies,
So in the eyes of Pharaoh shone
The hate and loathing that compel
In death each damned minion
Of Set, the accursed lord of Hell.
Yea! in those globes of fire there sate
Some cruel knowledge closely curled
Like serpents in those halls of hate,
Palaces of the Underworld.
But in the hell-glow of those eyes
The ashen skull of Pharaoh shone
White as the moonrays that surprise
The invoking Druse on Lebanon.
Moreover pylon shouldered round
To pylon an unearthly tune,
Like phantom priests that strike and sound
Sinister sistrons at the moon.
And death's insufferable perfume
Beat the black air with golden fans
As Turkis rip a Nubian's womb
With damascened yataghans.
Also the taste of dust long dead
Of ancient queens corrupt and fair
Struck through the temple, subtly sped
By demons dominant of the air.
Last, on the flesh there came a touch
Like sucking mouths and stroking hands
That laid their foul alluring smutch
Even to the blood's mad sarabands. {8}
So did the neophyte that would gaze
Into dead Pharaoh's awful eyes
Start from incalculable amaze
To clutch the initiate's place and prize.
He bore the blistering thought aloft:
It blazed in battle on his plume:
With sage and warrior enfeoffed,
He rushed alone through tower and tomb.
The myriad men, the cohorts armed,
Are shred like husks: the ensanguine brand
Leaps like a flame, a flame encharmed
To fire the pyramid heaven-spanned
Wherein dead Pharaoh sits and stares,
Swathed in the wrappings of the tomb,
With eyes whose horror flits and flares
Like corpse-lights glimmering in the gloom
Till all's a blaze, one roar of flame,
Death universal, locked and linked: ---
Aha! one names the awful Name ---
The twin red planets are extinct.
["A pause."
["The lamp burns out, and darkness covers all."
[LEADER OF THE CHORUS "secretly removes hell-broth vase." {9}
PART II
"The Temple in Darkness"
MAGISTER TEMPLI. 1.<<The figures represent knocks. 1. a single knock; 22. a battery of two knocks; and so on.>> Brother Aquarius, what is the time?
AQUARIUS. Midnight.
MAGISTER TEMPLI. 1. Brother Capricornus, what is the place?
CAPRICORNUS. The Fortress that is upon the Frontier of the Abyss.
MAGISTER TEMPLI. 1. Brothers Aquarius and Capricornus, is the Beloved with us?
AQUARIUS "and" CAPRICORNUS. The Mother of Heaven is enthroned.
MAGISTER TEMPLI. Mother of Heaven, let us lament together!
["Recites Swinburne's "Ilicet".<<Swinburne's poems being in copyright, we can only give titles or first lines. The reader should consult Messrs Chatto & Windus' edition of his works.>>"
[MATER COELI "plays accordingly.<<Aria arranged for G string: Bach.>>"
MAGISTER TEMPLI. 1. Brother Aquarius, to what end are we assembled?
AQUARIUS. ["Rises and whispers in his ear."] Shabbathai.
ALL ["aloud"]. Shabbathai.
MAGISTER TEMPLI. 1. Are the brethren fed? {10}
AQUARIUS. Upon the corpses of their children.
MAGISTER TEMPLI. 1. Have they quenched their thirst?
AQUARIUS. Upon poppy-heads infused in blood.
MAGISTER TEMPLI. The raven has croaked.
AQUARIUS. The owl has hooted.
CAPRICORNUS. The bat has flapped its wings.
MAGISTER TEMPLI. Then ...
Lights! [CAPRICORNUS "switches on the blue glare."
1. Brother Aquarius, I scent danger.
AQUARIUS. 1. Master, there are evil things abroad. ["To" CAPRICORNUS] Turn out the guard!
CAPRICORNUS. Brethren, stand to your arms!
["All" PROBATIONERS "rise and follow him. He pricks all assistants with his
spear, inspects doors, etc."]
Master, every man is vigilant at his post. There is no alarm.
MAGISTER TEMPLI. 1. Brother Aquarius, I scent danger.
AQUARIUS. 1. Master, there is a traitor within the gates. ["To" CAPRICORNUS] Inspect the garrison!
CAPRICORNUS. Brethren, purify your hearts!
["He rises and looks into every eye. When he comes to" BRO. CAPRICORNUS
EMISSARIUS, "he hales him forth by the hair, before the altar, and
plunges his spear into him. He completes inspection. Returns and
bows to" MAGISTER TEMPLI.]
Master, justice has been executed upon the traitor. Only the faithful remain.
MAGISTER TEMPLI. So perish all traitors!
[CAPRICORNUS "extinguishes light."
["A pause." {11}
PART III
"Darkness"
AQUARIUS. ["Comes forward and kneels to" MAGISTER TEMPLI.] Master, we beseech thee to permit the ceremony to proceed.
MAGISTER TEMPLI. There was no crackling in the dried leaves.
[CAPRICORNUS "joins" AQUARIUS "kneeling."
AQUARIUS "and" CAPRICORNUS. Master, we beseech thee to permit the ceremony to proceed.
MAGISTER TEMPLI. There was no heart in the black lamb.
HERMANUBIS. Welcome to the banquet of the Father of the Gods!
Bear the bowls of Libation! ("done").
Be silent and secret! For it is by stealth that we are here assembled. Know that Saturn hath been deceived, having swallowed a black stone, thinking it to be his son, the child Jupiter. But Jupiter is here enthroned, and shall overthrow his father. Beware then lest ye break silence --- until Jupiter be ready to make war!
TYPHON. Him that speaketh will I slay forthright!
["A long pause." {23}
PART II
CENTRUM IN CENTRI TRIGONO 1.
SPHINX 1. HERMANUBIS 1. TYPHON 1.
TYPHON. Hail unto thee, thou great god Hermanubis!
Art thou not the messenger of Jupiter?
HERMANUBIS. Hail unto thee, thou great god Typhon!
Art thou not the executor of his vengeance?
TYPHON. Brother Hermanubis, what is the hour?
HERMANUBIS. Noon. Brother Typhon, what is the place?
TYPHON. The summit of Olympus. Brother Hermanubis, what is thy position?
HERMANUBIS. Upon the rim of the Wheel. And Thine?
TYPHON. Upon the rim of the Wheel.
HERMANUBIS. Let us seek the centre of the Wheel.
["They with" SPHINX "rise and walk, faster and faster round the rim,
returning exhausted to their places."]
TYPHON. Brother Hermanubis, we are no nearer to the centre of the wheel.
HERMANUBIS. We are no nearer to the centre of the wheel.
TYPHON. Hast thou no message from the Gods?
HERMANUBIS. None, brother. Let us seek an oracle of the Gods.
["They rise an go round the rim, stopping and prostrating themselves before
the" SPHINX.] {24}
HERMANUBIS. Hail unto Thee, that hast the secret of Jupiter!
Declare unto us, we beseech Thee, the mystery whereby we may approach the centre of the wheel.
[SPHINX "plays a riddling sarcastic music.<<Serenade: Drdla.>>"
[TYPHON "goes to his place in terror."
[HERMANUBIS "goes to his place in wonderment."
SPHINX. Neither by sloth nor by activity may even my secret be attained. Neither by emotion nor by reason may even I be understood. How then should ye come to the centre of the wheel?
HERMANUBIS. Mother of mystery, what is thy position on Olympus?
SPHINX. Upon the rim of the wheel.
C.I.C.T. Feeling, and thought, and ecstasy
Are but the cerements of Me.
Thrown off like planets from the Sun
Ye are but satellites of the One.
But should your revolution stop
Ye would inevitably drop
Headlong within the central Soul,
And all the parts become the Whole.
Sloth and activity and peace,
When will ye learn that ye must cease?
TYPHON. How should I cease from lethargy?
HERMANUBIS. How should I quench activity?
SPHINX. How should I give up ecstasy?
C.I.C.T. What shines upon your foreheads?
S.H.T. ("together"). The Eye within the Triangle. {25}
C.I.C.T. What burns upon your breasts?
S.H.T. ("together"). The Rosy Cross.
C.I.C.T. Brethren of the Rosy Cross! Aspirants to the Silver Star! Not until these are ended can ye come to the centre of the wheel.
When the chill of earth black-breasted is uplifted at the glance
Of the red sun million-crested, and the forest blossoms dance
With the light that stirs and lustres of the dawn, and with the bloom
Of the wind's cheek as it clusters from the hidden valley's gloom;
Then I walk in woodland spaces, musing on the solemn ways
Of the immemorial places shut behind the starry rays;
Of the East and all its splendour, of the West and all its peace;
And the stubborn lights grow tender, and the hard sounds hush and cease.
In the wheel of heaven revolving, mysteries of death and birth,
In the womb of time dissolving, shape anew a heaven and earth,
Ever worth the passion glowing to distil a doubtful tear.
These are with me, these are of me, these approve me, these obey,
Choose me, move me, fear me, love me, master of the night and day.
These are real, these illusion: I am of them, false or frail,
True or lasting, all is fusion in the spirit's shadow-veil,
Till the Knowledge-Lotus flowering hides the world beneath its stem;
Neither I, nor God life-showering, find a counterpart in them
As a spirit in a vision shows a countenance of fear,
Laughs the looker to derision, only comes to disappear,
Gods and mortals, mind and matter, in the glowing bud dissever:
Vein from vein they rend and shatter, and are nothingness for ever.
In the blessed, the enlightened, perfect eyes these visions pass,
Pass and cease, poor shadows frightened, leave no stain upon the glass.
One last stroke, O heart-free master, one last certain calm of will,
And the maker of Disaster shall be stricken and grow still.
Burn thou to the core of matter, to the spirit's utmost flame,
Consciousness and sense to shatter, ruin sight and form and name!
Shatter, lake-reflected spectre; lake, rise up in mist to sun;
Sun, dissolve in showers of nectar, and the Master's work is done.
Nectar perfume gently stealing, masterful and sweet and strong,
Cleanse the world with light of healing in the ancient House of Wrong! {26}
Free a million million mortals on the wheel of being tossed!
Open wide the mystic portals, and be altogether lost!
["A pause."
SPHINX 1. HERMANUBIS 1. TYPHON 1.
CENTRUM IN CENTRI TRIGONO 1.
["A pause."
{27}
PART III
TYPHON. I desire to begin the banquet.
HERMANUBIS. Brother Typhon, I will inquire of the Oracle.
Mother of Mystery, I beseech thee to begin the Banquet; for it is certainly necessary that this should be done.
[SPHINX "turns, bows, and stretches her hands in mute appeal to "C.I.C.T.]
C.I.C.T. 1. I heed not the passion, or the reason, or the soul of man. Mother of Mystery, declare my will.
[SPHINX "plays the most exalted (passionless because beyond passion) piece
that she may.<<Samadhilied: Waddell.>>"
HERMANUBIS. This means nothing to me.
TYPHON. I feel nothing.
C.I.C.T. 1. Mother of Mystery, declare my mind.
[SPHINX "plays a cold, passionless, intellectual piece.<<Adagio: Brahms.>>"
HERMANUBIS. Ah! Ah! This is music; this is the secret of Jupiter.
TYPHON. I feel nothing.
C.I.C.T. 1. Mother of Mystery, declare my heart.
[SPHINX "plays an intensely sensual passionate piece.<<Preislied: Wagner.>>"
TYPHON. Ah! Ah! This is music; this is the secret of Jupiter. {28}
HERMANUBIS. Accursed! Accursed! be the soul of impurity, the body of Sin!
C.I.C.T. 1. Irreconcilable, my children, how shall ye partake of the Banquet of Jupiter, or come to the centre of the wheel? For this is the secret of Jupiter, that He who created you is in each of you, yet apart from all; before Him ye are equal, revolving in time and in Space; but he is unmoved and within. ["A pause."
TYPHON. 1. [TYPHON "recites."
Sweet, sweet are May and June, dear,
The loves of lambent spring,
Our 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 deeply scented,
In orchards heavily hung,
Love flung
Away the days demented
With lips that curled and clung. {29}
Ah! sweeter still October,
When russet leaves go grey,
And sombre lovers and sober
Make twilight of the day.
Dark dreams and shadows tenser
Throb through the vital scroll,
Man's soul.
Lift, shake the subtle censer
That hides the cruel coal!
Still sweeter when the Bowman
His silky shaft of frost
Lets loose on earth, that no man
May linger nor be lost.
The barren woods, deserted.
Lose echo of our sighs ---
Love --- dies? ---
Love lives --- in granite skirted,
And under oaken skies.
But best is grim December,
The Goatish God his power;
The Satyr blows the ember,
And pain is passion's flower;
When blood drips over kisses,
And madness sobs through wine: ---
Ah, mine! ---
The snake starts up and hisses
And strikes and --- I am thine!
["He crouches at the feet of" SPHINX "toward" C.I.C.T.
[HERMANUBIS "recites."
HERMANUBIS. 1.
O coiled and constricted and chosen!
O tortured and twisted and twined!
Deep spring of my soul deep frozen,
The sleep of the truth of the mind!
As a bright snake curled
Round the Vine of the World! {30}
O sleeper through dawn and through daylight,
O sleeper through dusk and through night!
O shifted from white light to gray light,
From gray to the one black light!
O silence and sound
In the far profound!
O serpent of scales as an armour
To bind on the breast of a lord!
Not deaf to the Voice of the Charmer,
Not blind to the sweep of the sword!
I strike to the deep
That thou stir in thy sleep!
Rise up from mine innermost being!
Lift up the gemmed head to the heart!
Lift up till the eyes that were seeing
Be blind, and their life depart!
Till the Eye that was blind
Be a lamp to my mind!
Coil fast all thy coils on me, dying,
Absorbed in the sense of the Snake!
Stir! leave the flower-throne, and up-flying!
Hiss once, and hiss thrice, and awake!
Then crown me and cling!
Flash forward --- and spring!
Flash forth on the fire of the altar,
The stones, and the sacrifice shed;
Till the Three Worlds flicker and falter,
And life and her love be dead!
In mysterious joy
Awake --- and destroy!
["He crouches at the feet of" SPHINX "toward" C.I.C.T.
SPHINX. 1.
C.I.C.T. 1. [SPHINX "plays an enchantment.<<Andante: Mendelssohn.>>"
C.I.C.T. ("recites.") {31}
Lift up this love of peace and bliss,
The starry soul of wine,
Destruction's formidable kiss,
The lamp of the divine:
This shadow of a nobler name
Whose life is strife, whose soul is fame!
I rather will exalt the soul
Of man to loftier height,
And kindle at a livelier coal
The subtler soul of light.
From these soft splendours of a dream
I turn, and seek the Self supreme.
This world is shadow-shapen of
The bitterness of pain.
Vain are the little lamps of love!
The light of life is vain!
Life, death, joy, sorrow, age and youth
Are phantoms of a further truth.
Beyond the splendour of the world,
False glittering of the gold,
A Serpent is in slumber curled
In wisdom's sacred cold.
Life is the flaming of that flame.
Death is the naming of that name,
The forehead of the snake is bright
With one immortal star,
Lighting her coils with living light
To where the nenuphar
Sleeps for her couch. All darkness dreams
The thing that is not, only seems.
That star upon the serpent's head
Is called the soul of man.
That light in shadows subtly shed
The glamour of life's plan. {32}
The sea whereon that lotus grows
Is thought's abyss of tears and woes.
Leave Sirenusa! Even Greece
Forget! they are not there!
By worship cometh not the Peace,
The Silence not by prayer.
Leave the illusions, life and time
And Death, and seek that star sublime,
Until the lotus and the sea
And snake no longer are,
And single through Eternity
Exists alone the Star,
And utter Knowledge rise, and cease
In that which is beyond the Peace!
[GANYMEDE "dances and falls as dead."
TYPHON. O that the banquet of Jupiter might begin!
HERMANUBIS. O that the banquet of Jupiter might begin!
SPHINX. O that the banquet of Jupiter might begin!
C.I.C.T. Let the banquet of Jupiter begin!
["All go without veil, except" C.I.C.T. "and" SPHINX. HERMANUBIS "and"
TYPHON draw and guard the veil." SILENCE.]
C.I.C.T. 1-333.
SPHINX. 22-22.
[HERMANUBIS "and" TYPHON "draw veil." SPHINX "is standing before altar."
C.I.C.T. "has disappeared. He has donned a white robe, and panther-
skin, and white and gold nemmes." HERMANUBIS, TYPHON, "and others
return to their places." HERMANUBIS "and" TYPHON "come forward and
salute" SPHINX.]
TYPHON. 1. Mother of Mystery, hast thou the secret of Jupiter? {33}
HERMANUBIS. 1. Mother of Mystery, hast thou the secret of Jupiter?
[SPHINX "plays a triumphant melody.<<Obertass: Wieniawski.>>"
TYPHON. Brother Hermanubis, what is the place?
HERMANUBIS. The Summit of Mount Kithairon.
TYPHON. Procul, o Procul este viri!
["All male probationers retire to back of stage."
TYPHON. Sisters, let us invoke the Father to manifest in the Son.
SPHINX. Per Spiritum Sanctum, Amen.
["She also retires to her place on wheel."
MAENADS. Evoe! Evoe Ho! Iacche! Iacche!
TYPHON.
Hail, O Dionysus! Hail!
Winged Son of Semele!
Hail, O Hail! The stars are pale;
Hidden the moonlight in the vale;
Hidden the sunlight in the sea.
Blessed is her happy lot
Who beholdeth God; who moves
Mighty-souled without a spot,
Mingling in the godly rout
Of the many mystic loves.
Holy maidens, duly weave
Dances for the mighty mother
Bacchanal to Bacchus cleave!
Wave his narthex wand, and leave
Earthly Joys to earth to smother!
Io! Evoe! Sisters, mingle
In the choir, the dance, the revel!
He divine, the Spirit single,
He in every vein shall tingle.
Sense and sorrow to the devil! {34}
Mingle in the laughing measure,
Hand and lip to breast and thigh!
In enthusiastic pleasure
Grasp the solitary treasure!
Laughs the untiring ecstasy!
Sisters! Sisters! Raise your voices
In the inspired divine delight!
Now the sun sets; now the choice is
Who rebels or who rejoices,
Murmuring to the mystic night.
Io! Evoe! Circle splendid!
Dance, ye maids serene and subtle!
Clotho's task is fairly ended.
Atropos, thy power is ended!
Ho, Lachesis! ply thy shuttle!
Weave the human dance together
With the life of rocks and trees!
Let the blue delirious weather
Bind all spirits in one tether,
Overwhelming ecstasies!
Io! Evoe! I faint, I fall,
Swoon in purple light; the grape
Drowns my spirit in its thrall.
Love me, love me over all,
Spirit in the spirit shape!
All is one! I murmur. Distant
Sounds the shout, Evoe, Evoe!
Evoe, Iacche! Soft, insistent
Like to echo's voice persistent: ---
Hail! Agave! Autonoe!
[TYPHON "goes up stage."
AGAVE. Evoe, Ho! Iacche! Hail, O Hail!
Praise him! What dreams are these? {35}
AUTONOE. Sisters, O sisters!
AGAVE. Say, are our brothers of the rocks awake?
AUTONOE. The lion roars.
MAENADS. O listen to the snake!
AUTONOE. Evoe, Ho! Give me to drink!
AGAVE. Run wild!
Mountain and mountain let us leap upon
Like tigers on their prey!
MAENADS. Crush, crush the world!
AGAVE. Tread earth as 'twere a winepress!
AUTONOE. Drink its blood,
The sweet red wine!
MAENADS. Ay, drink the old earth dry!
AGAVE. Squeeze the last drops out till the frame collapse
Like an old wineskin!
AUTONOE. So the sooner sup
Among the stars!
AGAVE. The swift, swift stars!
MAENADS. O night!
Night, night, fall deep and sure!
AUTONOE. Fall soft and sweet!
AGAVE. Moaning for love the woods lie.
AUTONOE. Sad the land
Lies thirsty for our kisses.
MAENADS. All wild things
Yearn towards the kiss that ends in blood.
AGAVE. Blood! Blood!
Bring wine! Ha! Bromius, Bromius!
MAENADS. Come, sweet God,
Come forth and lie with us! {36}
AUTONOE. Us, maidens now
And then and ever afterwards!
AGAVE. Chaste, chaste!
Our madness hath no touch of bitterness,
No taste of foulness in the morning mouth.
AUTONOE. O mouth of ripe red sunny grapes! God! God!
Evoe! Dwell! Abide!
AGAVE. I feel the wings
Of love, of mystery; they waft soft streams
Of night air to my heated breast and brow.
MAENADS. He comes! He comes!
AGAVE. Silence, O girls, and peace!
The God's most holy presence asks the hymn,
The solemn hymn, the hymn of agony,
Lest, in the air of glory that surrounds
The child of Semele, we lose the earth
And corporal presence of the Zeus-begot.
AUTONOE. Yea, sisters, raise the chant of riot! Lift
Your wine-sweet voices, move your wine-stained limbs
In joyful invocation!
MAENADS. Ay, we sing.
AGAVE.
Hail, child of Semele!
To her as unto thee
Be reverence, be deity, be immortality!
Shame! treachery of the spouse
Of the Olympian house,
Hera! thy grim device against the sweet carouse!
Lo! in red roar and flame
Did Zeus descend! What claim
To feel the immortal fire had then the Theban dame! {37}
Caught in that fiery wave,
Her love and life she gave
With one last kissing cry the unborn child to save.
And thou, O Zeus, the sire
Of Bromius --- hunter dire! ---
Didst snatch the unborn babe from that Olympian fire:
In thine own thigh most holy
That offspring melancholy
Didst hide, didst feed, on light, ambrosia, and moly.
Ay! and with serpent hair
And limbs divinely fair
Didst thou, Dionysus, leap forth to the nectar air!
Ay! thus the dreams of fate
We dare commemorate,
Twining in lovesome curls the spoil of mate and mate.
O Dionysys, hear!
Be close, be quick, be near,
Whispering enchanted words in every curving ear!
O Dionysys, start
As the Apollonian dart!
Bury thy horned head in every bleeding heart!
1ST MAENAD. He is here! He is here!
AUTONOE. Tigers, appear!
AGAVE. To the clap of my hand
And the whish of my wand,
Obey!
AUTONOE. I have found
A chariot crowned
With ivy and vine,
And the laurel divine,
And the clustering smell {38}
Of the sage asphodel,
And the Daedal flower
Of the Cretan bower;
Dittany's force,
And larksupur's love,
And blossoms of gorse
Around and above.
AGAVE. The tiger and panther
Are there at my cry.
Ho, girls! Span there
Their sides!
IST MAENAD. Here am I.
2ND MAENAD. And I! We are ready.
AGAVE. Strong now and steady!
IST MAENAD. The tiger is harnessed.
2ND MAENAD. The nightingale urges
Our toil from her far nest.
3RD MAENAD. Ionian surges
Roar back to our chant.
4TH MAENAD. Aha! for the taunt
Of Theban sages
Is lost, lost, lost!
The wine that enrages
Our life is enforced.
We dare them and daunt.
AGAVE. The spirits that haunt
The rocks and the river,
The moors and the woods,
The fields and the floods,
Are with us for ever! {39}
IST MAENAD. Are of us for ever.
Evoe! Evoe!
AUTONOE. Agave! He cometh!
AGAVE. Cry ho! Autonoe!
ALL. Ho! Ho! Evoe, Ho! Iacche! Evoe! Evoe!
AGAVE. The white air hummeth
With force of the spirit.
We are heirs: we inherit.
Our joys are as theirs;
Weave with your prayers
The joy of a kiss!
Ho! for the bliss
Of the cup and the rod.
He cometh! O lover!
O friend and O God,
Cover us, cover
Our faces, and hover
Above us, within us!
Daintily shod,
Daintily robed,
His witcheries spin us
A Web of desire.
Subtle as fire
He cometh among us.
The whole sky globed
Is on fire with delight,
Delight that hath stung us,
The passion of night.
Night be our mistress!
That tress and this tress {40}
Weave with thy wind
Into curls deep-vined!
Passionate bliss!
Rapture on rapture!
Our hymns recapture
The Bromian kiss.
Blessed our souls!
Blessed this even!
We reach to the goals
Of the starriest heaven.
Daphnis, and Atthis, and Chrysis, and Chloe,
Mingle, O maidens! Evoe! Evoe!
[C.I.C.T. "rises upon the altar; he wears a white and gold robe and the
panther skin, and a white and gold nemmes. Throwing off his veil and
raising his hands in blessing, he recites:"]
C.I.C.T.
I bring ye wine from above,
From the vats of the storied sun;
For every one of ye love,
And life for every one.
Ye shall dance on hill and level;
Ye shall sing in hollow and height,
In the festal mystical revel,
The rapturous Bacchanal rite!
The rocks and trees are yours,
And the waters under the hill,
By the might of that which endures,
The holy heaven of will!
I kindle a flame like a torrent
To rush from star to star;
Your hair as a comet's horrent,
Ye shall see things as they are! {41}
I lift the mask of matter;
I open the heart of man;
For I am of force to shatter
The cast that hideth --- Pan!
Your loves shall lap up slaughter,
And dabbled with roses of blood
Each desperate darling daughter
Shall swim in the fervid flood.
I bring ye laugher and tears,
The kisses that foam and bleed,
The joys of a million years,
The flowers that bear no seed.
My life is bitter and sterile,
Its flame is a wandering star.
Ye shall pass in pleasure and peril
Across the mystical bar
That is set for wrath and weeping
Against the children of earth;
But ye in singing and sleeping
Shall pass in measure and mirth!
I lift my wand and wave you
Through hill to hill of delight;
My rosy rivers lave you
In innermost lustral light.
I lead you, lord of the maze,
In the darkness free of the sun;
In spite of the spite that is day's
We are wed, we are wild, we are one!
["The lights go out and the company join in universal dance."]
HERMANUBIS. Silence.
TYPHON. Silence.
C.I.C.T. 1-333. The Secret of the Father is in the Secret of the Son.
SPHINX. 22-22. And the Secret of the Son is in the Secret of the Holy Ghost.
GANYMEDE. 4444 Gloria Patri. {42}
HEBE. Et Filio.
TYPHON. Et Spiritui Sancto.
HERMANUBIS. Ut erat in Principio.
SPHINX. Et nunc est.
C.I.C.T. Et erit semper.
ALL. Amen.
SPHINX. Fasting.
HERMANUBIS. Song.
TYPHON. Feasting.
C.I.C.T. Grace.
SPHINX. Music.
HERMANUBIS. Dancing.
TYPHON. Love.
C.I.C.T. The End.
TYPHON "draws the veil." {43}
THE RITE OF MARS
OFFICERS
BROTHER SOL IN ARIES. "White Robe, White and gold nemmes, Sceptre."
"Mars is throned in the South, Scorpio on his right, Aries on his left. In
the East is also a veil, behind which is Sol in Aries. In the North
is Capricornus, crouching, kept from the altar by the guard." {47}
THE RITE OF MARS
"Charcoal in censer alight. No incense."
BROTHER SOL "is concealed behind the veil in the East, enthroned upon the
Altar."
MARS, ARIES, "and" SCORPIO "enthroned."
BRO. CAPRICORNUS. 4444-1.
BRO. ARIES. 1-4444.
[MARS "reads the Twelvefold Affirmation from 963."
[SOR. SCORPIO "plays a short marital air.<<March: Beethoven.>>"
[CAPRICORNUS "draws aside veil, and admits Probationers and Guests."]
["The voice of Mars is heard reciting the 91"st Psalm of David.
BRO. ARIES. Let the sacred perfume be kindled upon the Altar of Mars ("does so").
SOR. SCORPIO. Hail unto the Master of the Battle!
BRO. ARIES. Hail unto the Leader of the Armies of Jupiter!
BRO. CAPRICORNUS. Hail unto the Warrior of Eternity!
BRO. MARS. Hail, brethren!
[CAPRICORNUS "returns."
1. Let the Temple be purified and consecrated.
[CAPRICORNUS "does so."
1. Are the Brethren prepared? {49}
BRO. ARIES. They are prepared, Master! They are drawn up in military array around the sacred altar.
BRO. MARS. 1. Brother Capircornus, I command you to perform the Ritual of the Pentagram.
BRO. CAPRICORNUS. Fiat ("does so").
BRO. MARS. 1. Brother Aries, I command you to perform the Invocation o the Holy Fire.
BRO. ARIES. Fiat ("goes to altar").
333. ("erect"). I swear by Djinn and by Shin and by the space between that I will not stir from this place until the fire of God hath flamed upon the water that is upon the altar.
("His face over lamp") Dost thou hear, Brother Ash?
("Erect") By Aub, the witchery of the secret flame;
By Aud, the subtlety of the inmost fluid;
By Aur, the effulgence of the radiant light;
I call thee, Ash! I adore thee, Ash!
("Over lamp") Ash! Ash! Ash!
I caress thee! I kiss thee! I suck thee up into my mouth and nostrils!
Ohooatan! ("three times"). ("The water flames").
Behold! the fire of God upon the altar as I have sworn by Djinn and by Shin and by the space between! ("returns to his throne").
BRO. MARS. 1. Hail, sister of the Scorpion!
SOR. SCORPIO. Hail, Lord of the Eagle and the Serpent!
BRO. MARS. Amen. I appoint you to lead the army.
SOR. SCORPIO. Let us carry the holy symbols with sacred song and dance round the altar of Mars.
["The song<<Tune. Litany: Waddell.>> is sung as all march round five times
deosil before" {50} MARS "in procession headed by" SCORPIO, ARIES,
CAPRICORNUS.]
Strike, strike the louder chord!
Draw, draw the Flaming Sword!
Crowned child and conquering Lord!
Horus, avenger! ["All resume stations."
Brother Aries, let us invoke the Master of the Battle.
BRO. ARIES ["advances and kneels to" MARS]. Mighty and Terrible One, we beseech thee to lead us in the Battle. Here, by thy Symbols, thy Spear, the Sword, and The Drum, we pray thee to strengthen our arms and to defend our hearts. For we are thy chosen warriors, O thou Master of the Battle!
["Silence."
We now invoke thee, O Ama-Inanna, whom our Brethren worshipped in the days of ancient Babylon, great Goddess of Love and War, who made love and war to Gilgames, the ruler of thine own city Erech. We invoke thee, our Mother, that thou entreat for us with the Master of Battles.
SOR. SCORPIO. To what end do we ask the aid of the Lord Mars?
BRO. ARIES. Unto Jupiter we have given the thunderbolt and the lightning- flash; for we seek to enthrone him in the stead of Saturn his father. But Saturn yet reigns; we need the Sword of Mars.
SOR. SCORPIO. My heart and hand are with you, children.
["She plays.<<Romance in G: Beethoven.>>"
[MARS "starts up and recites:"
1. ... The Dukes of Edom were amazed: Trembling took hold on the mighty of Moab! {51}
2. Lord, when thou wentest out of Seir; when thou marchedst out of the Field of Edom; the earth trembled, and the heaven dropped: the clouds also dropped water.
3. Curse ye Meroz, saith the angel of the Lord, curse ye bitterly the inhabitants thereof; because they came not to the help of the Lord, to the help of the Lord against the Mighty!
4. The river Kishon swept them away: that ancient river, the river Kishon!
5. Oh, my soul, thou hast trodden down strength!
1. He bowed the Heavens also and and came down: and darkness was under his feet: at the Brightness that was before him thick clouds passed: hail stones and flashes of fire!
2. The Lord thundred through the Heavens, and the Highest gave forth his voice; hailstones and flashes of fire!
3. He sent forth his arrows and scattered them: He hurled forth his lightnings and destroyed them!
4. The Channels of the Waters were seen: and the Foundations of the World were discovered.
5. At thy Rebuke, oh Lord! At the Blast of the Breath of thy Nostrils!
1. Oh Lord! I have heard thy Speech, and was afraid!
2. The Voice of the Lord is upon the Waters.
The God of Glory thundereth!
The Lord is upon many Waters.
3. The Voice of the Lord is strong and powerful!
The Voice of the Lord is full of Majesty!
4. The Voice of the Lord breaketh the Cedars!
Yea! the Lord breaketh the Cedars of Lebanon!
5. The Voice of the Lord divideth the flames of fire!
Yea! the Lord shaketh the wilderness of Kadesh!
1. Eloah came out of Temani of Edom: And the Holy One from Mount Paran:
2. He had Karnaim in his hand; and there was the Hiding of his Power.
3. Before him went the Pestilence; and Flaming Fire went forth at his feet.
4. He stood, and measured the Earth: He beheld, and drove asunder the Nations.
5. And the Everlasting Mountains were scattered; the Perpetual Hills did bow! {52}
1. Was the Lord displeased against the Rivers?
Was thine anger kindled against the Rivers?
Was thy wrath kindled against the Sea?
That thou didst ride upon thy Horses and thy Chariots of Salvation?
2. The Mountains saw thee and they trembled. The deluge of Water rolled by: the Deep uttered his voice; and lifted up his hands on high.
3. The Sun and the Moon stood still in their habitations.
At the light of thine arrows they went, at the shaking of thy glittering spear!
4. Thou didst march through the Land in thine indignation: thou didst thresh the Heathen in thine anger.
5. Thou didst march through the sea with thine Horses: through the Depth of the Mighty Waters!
[CAPRICORNUS "starts up wildly and dances the dance of" MARS.]
[CAPRICORNUS "falls on floor near his place."
SOR. SCORPIO. Brother Aries, let us crown the Master of Battles.
["They advance to altar." SOR. SCORPIO "takes crown and crowns" MARS,
"all" PROBATIONERS "joining in chant as before."]
BRO. MARS. May Victory crown your arms!
PROBATIONERS. Let us join battle! We conquer! We conquer.
[CAPRICORNUS "rushes forward and threatens them, reciting:"
My head is split. The crashing axe
Of the agony of things shears through
The stupid skull: out spurt the brains.
The universe revolves, then cracks,
Then roars in dissolution due;
And I am counting up the gains
And losses of a life afire
With dust of thought and dulled desire. {53}
[SCORPIO, "as if alarmed at the interruption, flees to throne of" MARS "and
there with" MARS "defies the rabble." BRO. ARIES "rallies"
PROBATIONERS.]
So, all is over. I admit
Futility the lord of will.
Life was an episode for me.
As for the meanest monad, knit
To man by mightier bonds than skill
Of subtle-souled psychology.
May sever. Aim in chaos? None.
The soul rolls senseless as the sun.
["All are driven back up to altar."
BRO. CAPRICORNUS. ["ends"]. "There is no God."
MARS ["leaps up and goes to altar with uplifted sword"].
1. Silence! [a pause]. There is no God --- but God!
[ARIES "and" PROBATIONERS "dance a war dance."
[CAPRICORNUS "slinks from temple."
[MARS "recites."
This is the day which down the void abysm
At the Earth-born's spell yawns for Heaven's despotism,
And Conquest is dragged captive through the deep;
Love, from its awful throne of patient power
In the wise heart, from the last giddy hour
Of dead endurance, from the slippery steep,
And narrow verge of crag-like agony, springs
And folds over the world its healing wings.
Gentleness, Virtue, Wisdom, and Endurance ---
These are the seals of that most firm assurance
Which bars the pit over Destructions's strength;
And if, with infirm hand, Eternity,
Mother of many acts and hours, should free
The serpent that would clasp her with his length,
These are the spells by which to reassume
An empire o'er the disentangled doom.
To suffer woes which Hope thinks infinite;
To forgive wrongs darker than death or night; {54}
To defy Power, which seems omnipotent;
To love, and bear; to hope till Hope creates
From its own wreck the thing it contemplates;
Neither to change, nor falter, nor repent;
This, like thy glory, Titan, is to be
Good, great and joyous, beautiful and free;
This is alone Life, Joy, Empire, and Victory!
[SCORPIO "plays in accordance<<Polonaise: Vieuxtemps.>>"
BRO. ARIES. Hail to Thee that sailest heavenwards!
Hail to Thee in whose eye is a Flame of Fire!
Hail, Lord of the Destroying Army!
MARS. Hail, brethren.
BRO. ARIES. Hail unto Thee, that hast fought at the side
of our Lord in the great Battle!
Hail unto Thee, our Lady of Tumult!
Terrible and beautiful was thou in the midst of the
battle, upon thy chariot!
Hail unto Thee, as unto thy Lord!
SOR. SCORPIO. Hail, brethren!
BRO. ARIES. Let us rejoice in our victory!
["He leads" PROBATIONERS "in the triumphal dance which becomes slow and"
"voluptuous."]
["A pause."
BRO. ARIES ["to seal his triumph"]. 1-4444.
BRO. CAPRICORNUS ["without"]. 4444-1.
[BRO. ARIES "extinguishes all lights."
[SCORPIO "plays love poem.<<Romance: Franz Ries.>>"
[MARS "recites:"
Who is this maiden robed for a bride,
White shoulders and bright brows adorable,
The flaming locks that clothe her, and abide,
As God were bathing in the fire of Hell? {55}
They change, they grow, they shake
As sunlight on the lake:
They hiss, they glisten on her bosom bare.
O maiden, maiden queen!
The lightning flows between
Thy mounting breasts, too magically fair.
Draw me, O draw me to a dreaming death!
Send out thine opiate breath,
And lull me to the everlasting sleep,
That, closing from the kisses of disdain
To ecstasy of pain,
I may sob out my life into their dangerous deep.
Who cometh from the mountain as a tower
Stalwart and set against the fiery foes!
Who, breathing as a jasmine-laden bower?
Who, crowned and lissome as a living rose?
Sharp thorns in thee are set;
In me, in me beget
The dolorous despair of this desire.
Thy body sways and swings
Above the tide of things,
Laps me as ocean, wraps me round as fire!
Ye elemental sorceries of song,
Surge, strenuous and strong,
Seeking dead dreams, the secret of the shrine;
So that she drain my life and being up
As from a golden cup,
To mingle in her blood, death's kiss incarnadine.
Who cometh from the ocean as a flower?
Who blossometh above the barren sea,
Thy lotus set beneath thee for a bower,
Thine eyes awakened, lightened, fallen on me?
O Goddess, queen, and wife!
O lady of my life!
Who set thy stature as a wood to wave?
Whose love begat thy limbs?
Whose wave-washed body swims
That nurtured thee, and found herself a grave? {56}
But thou, O thou, hast risen from the deep!
All mortals mourn and weep
To see thee, seeing that all love must die
Besides thy beauty, see thee and despair!
Deadly as thou art fair,
I cry for all mankind --- they are slain, even as I!
[SOR. SCORPIO "takes crown off."
["A pause."
[BROTHER CAPRICORNUS "dances the dance of Vulcan to anvil-music in gradually
increasing red light, at end rushes to throne and finds" MARS "and"
SCORPIO, "their weapons laid aside, in each other's arms."]
BRO. CAPRICORNUS. Ah, wanton!
[SOR. SCORPIO "takes violin and charms the offended deity, who retires
pacified.<<Romance from 2nd Concerto: Wieniawski.>>"]
MARS. Brethren in arms, this is not defeat, but victory! For though I be dethroned, not to Me, not to our lady was the glory. For always is the true God hidden --- behold!
["One turns on the white light, and there stands" SOL. IN ARIES "upon the
throne of the East." MARS "goes to him and recites:"]
Unity uttermost showed,
I adore the might of thy breath,
Supreme and terrible God
Who makest the Gods and death
To tremble before thee: ---
I, I adore thee!
["He kneels."
O Hawk of gold with power enwalled,
Whose face is like an emerald;
Whose crown is indigo as night;
Smaragdine snakes about thy brow {57}
Twine, and the disk of flaming light
Is on thee, seated in the prow
Of the Sun's bark, enthroned above
With lapis-lazuli for love
And ruby for enormous force
Chosen to seat thee, thee girt round
With leopard's pell, and golden sound
Of planets choral in their course!
["He rises."
O thou self-formulated sire!
Self-master of thy dam's desire!
Thine eyes blaze forth with fiery light;
Thine heart a secret sun of flame!
I adore the insuperable might:
I bow before the unspoken Name.
["He bows, then turns toward altar."
For I am Yesterday, and I
To-day, and I to-morrow, born
Now and again, on high, on high
Travelling on Dian's naked horn!
I am the Soul that doth create
The Gods, and all the Kin of Breath.
I come from the sequestered state;
My birth is from the House of Death.
["He advances to altar."
Hail! ye twin hawks high pinnacled
That watch upon the universe!
Ye that the beir of God beheld!
That bore it onwards, ministers
Of peace within the house of Wrath,
Servants of him that cometh forth
At dawn with many-coloured lights,
Mounting from underneath the North,
The shrine of the celestial Heights!
["At altar." {58}
He is in me, and I in Him!
Mine is the crystal radiance
That filleth aether to the brim
Wherein all stars and suns may dance.
I am the beautiful and glad,
Rejoicing in the golden day.
I am the spirit silken-clad
That fareth on the fiery way.
I have escaped from him, whose eyes
Are closed at eventide, and wise
To drag thee to the House of Wrong: ---
I am armed! I am armed! I am strong! I am strong!
I make my way: opposing horns
Of secret foemen push their lust
In vain: my song their fury scorns;
They sink, they grovel in the dust.
["He turns to" SOL.
Hail, self-created Lord of Night!
Inscrutable and infinite!
Let Orpheus journey forth to see
The Disk in peace and victory!
Let him adore the splendid sight,
The radiance of the Heaven of Nu;
Soar like a bird, laved by the light,
To pierce the far eternal blue!
["He turns to" ARES "and" SCORPIO.
Hail! Hermes! thou the wands of ill
Hast touched with strength, and they are shivered!
The way is open unto will!
The pregnant Goddess is delivered!
["He kneels to" SOL.
Happy, yea, happy! happy is he
That hath looked forth upon the Bier
That goeth to the House of Rest!
His heart is lit with melody;
Peace in his house is master of fear;
His holy Name is in the West {59}
When the sun sinks, and royal rays
Of moonrise flash across the day's.
["He rises and faces altar."
I have risen! I have risen! as a mighty hawk of gold!
From the golden egg I gather, and my wings the world enfold.
I alight in mighty splendour from the throned boats of light;
Companies of Spirits follow me; adore the Lords of Night.
Yea, with gladness did they paean, bowing low before my car,
In my ears their homage echoed from the sunrise to the star.
I have risen! I am gathered as a lovely hawk of gold,
I the first-born of the Mother in her ecstasy of old.
Lo! I come to face the dweller in the sacred snake of Khem;
Come to face the Babe and Lion, come to measure force with them!
Ah! these locks flow down, a river, as the earth's before the Sun,
As the earth's before the sunset, and the God and I are One.
I who entered in a Fool, gain the God by clean endeavour;
I am shaped as men and women, fair for ever and for ever.
["He turns and falls clasping" SOL'S "feet. All prostrate themselves in
adoration." SOR. SCORPIO "plays her solar chant.<<Papillon: Bohm.>>"
[SOL "in" ARIES "recites:"
The world's great age begins anew,
The golden years return,
The earth doth like a snake renew
Her winter weeds outworn;
Heaven smiles, and faiths and empires gleam,
Like wrecks of a dissolving dream.
A brighter Hellas rears its mountains
From waves serener far;
A new Peneus rolls his fountains
Against the morning star.
Where fairer Tempes bloom, there sleep
Young Cyclads on a sunnier deep. {60}
A loftier Argo cleaves the main,
Fraught with a later prize;
Another Orpheus sings again,
And loves, and weeps, and dies.
A new Uyllsses leaves once more
Calypso for his native shore.
Oh, write no more the tale of Troy,
If earth Death's scroll must be!
Nor mix with Laian rage the joy
Which dawns upon the free;
Although a subtler Sphinx renew
Riddles of death Thebes never knew.
Another Athens shall arise,
And to remoter time
Bequeath, like sunset to the skies,
The splendour of its prime;
And leave, if nought so bright may live,
All earth can take or Heaven can give.
Saturn and Love their long repose
Shall burst, more bright and good
Than all who fell, than One who rose,
Than many unsubdued.
Not gold, not blood, their altar dowers,
But votive tears and symbol flowers.
Oh, cease! must hate and death return?
Cease! must men kill and die?
Cease! drain not to its dregs the urn
Of bitter prophecy.
The world is weary of the past.
Oh, might it die or rest at last!
BRO. ARIES. 1-4444. The battle is indeed fought.
SOL. IN ARIES. 333-333. The victory is indeed won.
BRO. ARIES. Brethren, the Sun is arisen. Let us depart
in joy. {61}
SOR. SCORPIO. Let us depart in love.
MARS. Let us depart in peace.
["The officers leave the Temple," MARS "and" SCORPIO "escorting" SOL "in"
ARIES, ARIES "and" CAPRICORNUS "following at the head of the Guard of"
PROBATIONERS.]
{62}
THE RITE OF SOL
{63}
OFFICERS
SOL. "Leopard skin. Nemyss white-gold over white-sleeved robe. Spear."
ARIES. "White robe, spear."
LEO. "Red robe, spear."
SATAN-TYPHON. "Violet robe."
SCORPIO-APOPHIS. "Green robe."
BEZ. "Black-robe."
FOUR PROBATIONERS.
"Sol is enthroned in the East; behind him is a black veil which conceals a
great scarlet cross. Before him is a second veil. He is supported by
Aries on the right, and Leo on the left. The other officers are
without the temple, in waiting. In presentation in public, a third
veil divides the temple from the congregation." {65}
THE RITE OF SOL
LEO "parts the outermost veil, and advancing, recites chorus from "Atalanta
in Calydon."
Before the beginning of years
There came to the making of man ... etc.
... His life is a watch or a vision
Between a sleep and a sleep.
["Returns. A pause."
ARIES. 333-333.
LEO. 333-333.
ARIES. Brother Leo, what is the place?
LEO. The Temple of the Sun upon the Mountain of Abiegnus!
ARIES. Brother Leo, what is the hour?
LEO. Sunset!
ARIES. It is the hour of sacrifice.
LEO. Brother Aries, what is the sacrifice?
ARIES. It is hidden from me. ["Silence."
SOL. 1-22-22-1.
ARIES. Hark! it is the Summons of the King.
LEO. It is the Lord of Heaven that awakens the Children of the Light.
["They draw the veil --- full light --- and kneel."
ARIES. Let us adore the Exalted One!
LEO.
Life of Life, thy lips enkindle
With their love the breath between them; {67}
And thy smiles before they dwindle
Make the cold air fire; then screen them
In those looks, where whoso gazes
Faints, entangled in their mazes.
Child of Light! thy limbs are burning
Through the vest which seems to hide them;
As the radiant lines of morning
Through the clouds, ere they divide them;
And this atmosphere divinest
Shrouds thee wheresoe'er thou shinest.
Fair are others; none beholds thee,
But thy voice sounds low and tender
Like the fairest, for it folds thee
From the sight, that liquid splendour,
And all feel, yet see thee never,
As I feel now, lost forever!
Lamp of Earth! where'er thou movest
Its dim shapes are clad with brightness,
And the souls of whom thou lovest
Walk upon the winds with lightness,
Till they fall, as I am falling,
Dizzy, lost, yet unbewailing!
ARIES. Hail unto Thee, O thou that art exalted in thy strength, that travellest over the Heaven in Thy Bark in the Splendour of noon!
[ARIES "and" LEO "resume thrones."
["A" PROBATIONER "recites the" 12 "fold glorification of God from" 963.]
["Enter" SCORPIO-APOPHIS "dressed in a filmy white robe, her hair in
disorder."]
[ARIES "and" LEO "rise and bow."
ARIES. Hail thou! Whence comest thou?
SCORPIO-APOPHIS. From the House of God.
ARIES. What bringest thou as an offering to our Lord? {68}
SCORPIO-APOPHIS. The House of God is fallen. There is nothing left therein. Therefore I bring nothing but myself.
LEO. Let us burn her upon the altar of burnt offering.
SCORPIO-APOPHIS. But in the fire my tears would be dried up; and these tears are of mine offering to the Lord.
LEO. Let us throw her to the sacred crocodile.
SCORPIO-APOPHIS. But in the water my heart would be chilled; and this heart is of mine offering to the Lord.
LEO. Let us throw her to the winds from the Watchtowers of Silence.
SCORPIO-APOPHIS. But in the wind my hymns would not be heard; and these hymns are of mine offering to the Lord.
LEO. Let us bury her in the consecrated mountain!
SCORPIO-APOPHIS. But in the earth the worms would devour my flesh; and this flesh is of mine offering to the Lord. Oh Lord, let thy servants return unto their thrones that I may worship Thee as I will.
SOL. 22-1-1-22.
[ARIES "and" LEO "return to their thrones."
[SCORPIO-APOPHIS "plays her passionate melody, her siren melody, her
despairing "Venus in Tannhauser" melody.<<Liebestod from Tristan and
Isolde: Wagner.>> She clasps the feet and knees of" SOL "but he gives
no sign of life."]
["At the end "ARIES "and" LEO "rise from their thrones --- a pause."]
ARIES. ("Loudly"). 333-333.
LEO. ("Louder"). 333-333.
ARIES. The hour of sacrifice is past.
SCORPIO-APOPHIS. The hour of sacrifice is to come. {69}
LEO. The sacrifice is not accepted.
SCORPIO-APOPHIS. The sacrifice is accepted.
ARIES. Depart from us, thou unclean thing!
[ARIES "and" LEO "raise her and march from the temple," ARIES "leading,"
LEO following her."]
[ARIES "and" LEO "re-enter and resume thrones --- a pause."
ARIES. 333-333.
LEO. 333-333.
ARIES. Brother Leo, this is of evil omen.
LEO. Brother Aries, it is indeed of evil omen.
ARIES. There will be no more sacrifice to-day.
LEO. There will be no more sacrifice to-day.
ARIES. The sun is already setting.
LEO. The night birds are already abroad.
ARIES. It grows very dark.
LEO. The path is too steep and dangerous for any pilgrims to come hither.
ARIES. There is no moon to-night.
LEO. I think there will be rain.
ARIES. Let us close the shrine.
LEO. The disk of the sun is not yet quite obscured.
ARIES. But no pilgrims can come now.
LEO. No pilgrims can come now. But it is the rule of the temple that the shrine is open unto the last spark of sunlight.
ARIES. Brother Leo, I beg that you will close the shrine with me.
LEO. It cannot be.
ARIES. Brother Leo, I know the rule. But evil will assuredly come to us from this.
LEO. Brother Aries, the Law may not be broken. {70}
ARIES. Brother Leo, the Law is made so that the wise may break it at their need.
LEO. Brother Aries, in my heart is fidelity --- fidelity --- fidelity.
ARIES. Brother Leo, a god has whispered in mine ear: it is folly --- folly --- folly.
LEO. The sun will be obscured in a moment: and no pilgrims can come to- night.
ARIES. No pilgrims can come to-night.
LEO. There will be no more sacrifice.
ARIES. There will be no more sacrifice.
[SATAN-TYPHON, SCORIPO-APOPHIS, "and" BESZ "enter silently in procession. The
light grows momentarily dimmer."]
ARIES. Hail, brethren! Ye are come to adore the splendour of the sun?
SATAN-TYPHON. We are come to sacrifice.
ARIES. What are the offerings?
BESZ. Dancing.
SCORPIO-APOPHIS. Music.
SATAN-TYPHON. Silence and Stillness.
["He prostrates himself and remains motionless."
[SCORPIO-APOPHIS "bows to "SOL" and plays an adoration.<<Romance: Max Bruch.>>"
[BESZ "dances in adoration in three-time."
[SATAN-TYPHON "rises and bows."
ARIES. Whence come ye, brethren?
SATAN-TYPHON. From the dwelling-place of the sun.
ARIES. Who are ye, brethren?
SATAN-TYPHON. I am the twin brother of the sun.
SCORPIO-APOPHIS. I am the beloved of the sun. {71}
ARIES. ["To" BESZ.] But who art thou, brother?
[BESZ "begins to stammer."
LEO. Who art thou?
["They threaten him with their spears." BESZ "crouches in terror and lurks
toward West."]
SATAN-TYPHON. I would have speech with my brother the Sun.
ARIES. It is well.
LEO. It is not well. There is danger herein to my Lord.
["He bars the way."
ARIES. Speech cannot harm our Lord.
LEO. Brother, if thou be indeed our borther, what wilt thou say?
SATAN-TYPHON. O Sun, my brother, is it thy will that I have speech with thee? For I lay with thee nine moons in the womb of our mother; for we have loved as none have loved; for I am closer knit with thee than light and darkness, or than life and death!
SOL. 22-1-1-22.
[LEO "gives way and returns to his throne, very sad."
[SATAN-TYPHON "advances to" SOL "and" ARIES "closes the veil on them."]
[BESZ "jumps up and runs off crouchingly."
["The lights go out."
[SCORPIO-APOPHIS "plays her serpent melody.<<Andante Religioso: Thome.>>"
[LEO "recites."
Mortals never learn from stories
How catastrophe becomes;
How above the victor's glories
In the trumpets and the drums {72}
And the cry of millions "Master!"
Looms the shadow of disaster.
Every hour a man hath said:
"That at least is scotched and dead."
Some one circumstance: "At last
That, and its effects, are past."
Some one terror --- subtle foe!
"I have laid that spectre low."
They know not, learn not, cannot calculate
How subtly Fate
Weaves its fine mesh, perceiving how to wait;
Or how accumulate
The trifles that shall make it master yet
Of the strong soul that bade itself forget.
["A dim red light dawns." BESZ "enters, leading four" PROBATIONERS "who bear
the Pastos. They place it before the altar."]
ARIES. What is this offering?
BESZ. The eater of Flesh is my name.
ARIES. Oh, our Lord, our Lord! Arise in thy might, and let thine enemies be scattered!
[ARIES "and" LEO "draw veil. The throne has been cast down. On the black
veil is a great red cross, whereon" SOL "has been crucified. Before him
stands" SATAN-TYPHON "in the sign of Apophis and Typhon."]
[Aries "and" LEO "fall as if slain." SCORPIO-APOPHIS "plays her murder
melody.<<Mort d'Adonis: Waddell.>>"
["Meanwhile the" PROBATIONERS "advance and under the direction of Typhon, who
stabs" SOL "in the proper manner with the spear of" Sol, "take down" SOL
from the cross and lay him in the Pastos. They cover it." BESZ "does
his brutal demoniac dance upon the lid of the coffin." {73} "Exeunt"
OMNIS "exc." SOL. "This ends in complete darkness. Silence. There is
a flash of light, and the stage is shewn empty. Only a glimmer
remains. Now" SCORPIO-APOPHIS "steals on to the stage, and plays a low
secret melody.<<Canzonetta: D'Ambrosio.>> The red lights increase.
She uncovers and embraces the corpse. Then covers it again, goes to
the throne, and instals herself thereon. The green light dawns and
glows brighter and brighter, as the red light dwindles and goes out."]
SCORPIO-APOPHIS. 7777777.
["The" PROBATIONERS "and other officers enter, erect."
SCORPIO-APOPHIS. Children, array yourselves before me, and worship at my feet.
ARIES. Our Lord is slain. And who art thou that hast assumed His Throne?
LEO. Our Lord is slain. And who art thou that hast assumed His Throne?
SCORPIO-APOPHIS. I am the Mother of the Gods and the Sister of Time and the Daughter of Space. I am Nature that holdeth sway when the effort of man is exhausted. ... ... Brother Leo, I am the goddess that cometh forth riding upon the Lion. Behold! I strike thee with my wand, and inspire thee.
I command thee to declare me unto the multitude.
LEO.
Lo! in the interstellar space of night
Clothed with deep darkness, the majestic spaces
Abide the dawn of deity and light,
Vibrate before the passionless pale faces {74}
Shrined in exceeding glory, eremite.
The tortoise skies in sombre carapaces
Await the expression and the hour of birth
In silence through the adamantine girth.
I rose in glory, gathered of the foam.
The sea's flower folded, charioting me risen
Where dawns rose stole from its pearl-glimmering home,
And heaven laughed, and earth: and mine old prison,
The seas that lay beneath the mighty dome,
Shone with my splendour. Light did first bedizen
Earth with its clusters of fiery dew and spray,
When I looked forth and cried, "It is the day!"
The stars are dewdrops on my bosom's space;
The sun and moon are glances through my lashes,
Long, tender rays of night; my subtle face
Burns through the sky-dusk, lightens, fills, and flashes
With solemn joy and laughter of love; the grace
Of all my body swaying stoops and dashes
Swift to the daisy's dawn of love: and swiftest,
O spirit of man, when unto me thou liftest!
Dawn shakes the molten fire of my delight
From the fine flower and fragrance of my tresses!
Sunset bids darken all my body's light,
Mixing its music with the sad caresses
Of the whole world: I wheel in wingless flight
Through lampless space, the starless wildernesses!
Beyond the universal bounds that roll,
There is the shrine and image of my soul.
I am Nature and God: I reign, I am, alone.
None other may abide apart: they perish,
Drawn into me, into my being grown.
None other bosom is, to bear, to nourish,
To be: the heart of all beneath my zone
Of blue and gold is scarlet-bright to cherish
My own life's being, that is, and is not other;
For I am God and Nature and thy Mother. {75}
I am the thousand-breasted milky spouse,
Virginal also: Tartarus and Gaia
Twinned in my womb, and Chaos from my brows
Shrank back abashed, my sister dark and dire,
Mother of Erebus and Night, that ploughs
With starry-sandalled feet the fields of fire;
My sister shrank and fell, the infernal gloom
Changed to the hot sweet shadow of my womb.
I am: that darkness strange and uterine
Is shot with dawn and scented with the rose;
The deep dim prison-house of corn and wine,
Flowers, children, stars, with flame far subtler glows
Formless, all-piercing, death-defying, divine,
A sweet frail lamp whose shadow gleams and shows
No darkness, is as light is where its rays
Cross, interweave, and marry with the day's!
I am: the heart that flames from central Me,
Seeks out all life, and takes again, to mingle
Its passion with my might and majesty,
Till the vast floods of the man's being tingle
And glow, self-lost within my soul and sea
Of love, the sun of utter light, and single
Keen many-veined heart: our lips and kisses
Marry and muse on our immortal blisses.
I am: the greatest and the least: the sole
And separate life of things. The mighty stresses
Of worlds are my nerves twitching. Branch and bole
Of forests waving in deep wildernesses
Are hairs upon my body. Rivers roll
To make one tear in my superb caresses,
When on myself myself begets a child,
A system of a thousand planets piled!
I am: the least, the greatest: the frail life
Of some small coral-insect still may tremble
With love for me, and call me queen and wife;
The shy plant of the water may dissemble {76}
Its love beneath the fronds; reply to strife
With strife, and all its tiny being crumble
Under my rough and warrior husband-kiss,
Whose pain shall burn, and alter, and be bliss!
I am: no word beside that solemn one
Reigns in sound's kingdom to express my station,
Who, clothed and crowned with suns beyond the sun,
Bear on the mighty breast of foam Thalassian,
Bear on my bosom, jutting plenilune,
Maiden, the fadeless Rose of the Creation!
The whole flower-life of earth and sky and sea
From me was born, and shall return to me!
I am: for men and beings passionate,
For mine own self calm as the river-cleaving
Lotus-borne lord of Silence: I create
Or discreate, both in my bosom heaving:
My lightest look is mother of a Fate:
My fingers sapphire-ringed with sky are weaving
Ever new flowers and lawns of life, designed
Nobler and newer in mine older mind.
I am: I am not, but all-changing move
The worlds evolving in a golden ladder,
Spiral or helical, fresh gusts of love
Filling one sphere from the last sphere grown gladder;
All gateways leading far to the above.
Even as the bright coils of the emerald adder
Climb one by one in glory of sunlight, climb
My children to me up the steep of Time.
I am: before me all the years are dead,
And all the fiery locks of sunrise woven
Into the gold and scarlet of my head:
In me all skies and seas are shaken and cloven:
All life and light and love about me shed,
Begotten in me, in my moving moven,
Are as my tears: all worlds that ever swam
As dew of kisses on my lips: I am. {77}
["She draws" LEO "up to her. The others kneel in adoration." SCORPIO-
APOPHIS "plays her soft voluptuous melody.<<Romance: Saint Saens.>>"]
"No officer has any weapon. Venus is throned, and on her right are Libra
and Saturn in Libra, on her left Taurus and Luna in Taurus, while at
her feet lies Pisces. Her throne is an oyster-shell, as in the
picture by Botticelli. Before it a veil. Without, an altar; and
without the temple, a further veil."
{81}
THE RITE OF VENUS
PRELUDE
"Full light." VENUS, "seated before altar," LIBRA "and" TAURUS "at its sides."
VENUS. 7777777.
LIBRA. 7777777.
TAURUS. 7777777.
VENUS. Brother Libra, I command thee to declare the Secret of Venus.
LIBRA. "recites Swinburne's "Hertha. ["All present recline and sleep."]
VENUS. Having ears they hear not. Brothers Taurus and Libra, let the veil be drawn. ["They do so."
PART I
["Twilight." VENUS "is enthroned on high, swathed in masses of red hair and
roses. The altar is covered with roses; there is a small flame
thereon."]
TAURUS "and" LIBRA "draw the inner veil apart." LIBRA "returns and kneels."
LIBRA.
Daughter of Glory, child
Of Earth's Dione mild
By the Father of all, the AEgis-bearing King! {83)}
Spouse, daughter, mother of God,
Queen of the blest abode
In Cyprus' splendour singly glittering.
Sweet sister unto me,
I cry aloud to thee!
I laugh upon thee laughing, O dew caught up from sea!
Drawn by sharp sparrow and dove,
And swan's wide plumes of love,
And all the swallow's swifter vehemence,
And, subtler than the Sphinx,
The ineffable iynx
Heralds thy splendour swooning into sense,
When from the bluest bowers
And greenest-hearted hours
Of Heaven thou smil'st toward earth, a miracle of flowers!
Down to the loveless sea
Where lay Persephone
Violate, where the shade of earth is black,
Crystalline out of space
Flames the immortal face!
The glory of the comet-tailed track
Blinds all black earth with tears.
Silence awakes and hears
The music of thy moving come over the starry spheres.
Wrapped in rose, green, and gold,
Blues many and manifold,
A cloud of incense hides thy splendour of light;
Hides from the prayer's distress
Thy loftier loveliness,
Till thy veil's glory shrouds the earth from night;
And silence speaks indeed,
Seeing the subtler speed
Of its own thought than speech of the Pandean reed!
[LIBRA "returns." {84}
VENUS. 7777777.
SATURN. Amen.
VENUS. 333-1-333.
SATURN. Amen.
VENUS. 1-55555-1.
LIBRA "and" PISCES. Amen.
VENUS. Brother Saturn, what is the hour?
SATURN. Twilight.
VENUS. Sister Pisces, from whose house are we come out?
PISCES. From the House of Death.
VENUS. Brother Taurus, what is stronger than death?
TAURUS. Love.
VENUS. Brother Libra, what is the place?
LIBRA. The Mountain of Venus, that hangeth from the navel of the Universe over the Great Abyss.
VENUS. Let us celebrate the Rite of Venus.
[LUNA "plays a waltz tune. The" PROBATIONERS "dance together."]
VENUS. Children of Love, what is the hour?
ALL. ["A confused murmur."] It is the hour of love.
[ALL "sink down together. The lights go out. A long pause."] {85}
PART II
VENUS. ("Awakening.") 333-1-333.
["Venus is brilliantly illuminated; the rest remain dark."
VENUS. Little brother, what is the hour?
PISCES. The dawn is at hand.
VENUS. Little brother, what is the place?
TAURUS. It is the holy mountain of our Lady Venus.
VENUS. Children, awake and rejoice.
LIBRA. Awake and rejoice.
PISCES. How shall we rejoice?
TAURUS. As our Lady hath appointed.
LIBRA. As you like it.
PISCES. Wherein shall we rejoice?
TAURUS. In our Lady Venus.
LIBRA. In what you will.
TAURUS. Thy will, our lady, and not ours be done!
PISCES. Mistress, let the adorations be performed!
LIBRA. Children, array yourselves before me, and rejoice in the adorations
of my beauty.
["They form, each with his partner." LIBRA "disappears behind veil."
TAURUS "recites invocation."]
TAURUS.
Salutation to Hathor, holy cow in the pastures of Evening.
Salutation to Hathor, in the Mountain of the West; in the land of perfect
Peace, Salutation. {86}
A devouring fire is thy soul, and the corpses of the dead are enkindled at thy
breath.
Salutation to Hathor, the child of Isis and of Nephthys!
Salutation to Hathor, the bride of Apis, of Apis that hath the beetle upon his
tongue!
A devouring fire is thy soul, and the corpses of the dead are enkindled at thy
breath.
Salutation to Hathor, whose necklace is of the Souls of the blessed ones of
Amennti.
Salutation to Hathor, whose girdle is of the Souls of the blessed ones of Seb!
Salutation to Hathor, whose sandals are of the Souls of the blessed ones of
Nu!
A devouring fire is thy soul, and the corpses of the dead are enkindled at thy
breath.
["Returns to his throne."
VENUS. Brother Libra, art thou silent? ["A pause."
Brother Libra, where art thou?
LIBRA, "still hidden, recites from Swinburne's "Atalanta."
We have seen thee, O Love, thou art fair; thou art goodly, O Love;
Thy wings make light in the air as the wings of a dove, "etc."
... Famine, and blighting of corn,
When thy time was come to be born.
[LIBRA "appears and confronts her."
All these we know of; but thee
Who shall discern or declare? "etc."
... Wilt thou utterly bring to an end?
Have mercy, mother!
VENUS. Nay, brother, thou art the chiefest of my chosen.
LIBRA. Alas.
VENUS. Yea, brother: in the end all turn to me, and all return to me.
Isis am I, and from my life are fed
All showers and suns, all moons that wax and wane;
All stars and streams, the living and the dead,
The mystery of pleasure and of pain. {87}
I am the mother! I the speaking sea!
I am the earth and its fertility!
Life, death, love, hatred, light, darkness, return to me ---
To me!
Hathoor am I, and to my beauty drawn
All glories of the Universe bow down,
The blossom and the mountain and the dawn,
Fruit's blush, and woman, our creations's crown.
I am the priest, the sacrifice, the shrine,
I am the love and life of the divine!
Life, death, love, hatred, light, darkness are surely mine ---
Are mine!
Venus am I, the love and light of earth,
The wealth of kisses, the delight of tears,
The barren pleasure never come to birth,
The endless, infinite desire of years.
I am the shrine at which thy long desire
Devoured thee with intolerable fire.
I was song, music, passion, death, upon thy lyre ---
Thy lyre!
I am the Grail and I the Glory now:
I am the flame and fuel of thy breast;
I am the star of God upon thy brow;
I am thy queen, enraptured and possessed.
Hide thee, sweet river; welcome to the sea,
Ocean of love that shall encompass thee!
Life, death, love, hatred, light, darkness, return to me ---
To me!
[PISCES "performs a sleepy sinuous dance by herself, and returns to Venus'
throne lapsed into herself, and as if exhausted."]
Rise, rise, my knight! My king! My love, arise!
See the grave avenues of Paradise,
The dewy larches bending at my breath,
Portentous cedars prophesying death! {88}
["She is interrupted by the Violin of the throned" LUNA, "who plays her
unutterable melody.<<Romance in D: Beethoven.>>" PISCES "manifests
distress."
VENUS. Brother Libra, what is this song?
LIBRA
My soul is an enchanted boat,
Which, like a sleeping swan, doth float
Upon the silver waves of thy sweet singing;
And thine doth like an angel sit
Beside a helm conducting it,
Whilst all the winds with melody are ringing.
It seems to float ever, for ever,
Upon that many-winding river,
Between mountains, woods, abysses,
A paradise of wildernesses!
Till, like one in slumber bound,
Borne to the Ocean, I float down, around,
Into a sea profound, of ever-spreading sound.
Meanwhile thy spirit lifts its pinions
In music's most serene dominions;
Catching the winds that fan that happy heaven.
And we sail on, away, afar,
Without a course, without a star,
But by the instinct of sweet music driven;
Till through Elysian garden islets
By thee, most beautiful of pilots,
Where never mortal pinnace glided,
The boat of my desire is guided;
Realms where the air we breathe is love,
Which in the winds and on the waves doth move,
Harmonising this earth with what we feel above.
We have past Age's icy caves,
And Manhood's dark and tossing waves,
And Youth's Smooth ocean, smiling to betray:
Beyond the glassy gulphs we flee {89}
Of shadow-peopled Infancy,
Through Death and Birth, to a diviner day;
A paradise of vaulted bowers,
Lit by downward-gazing flowers,
And watery paths that wind between
Wildernesses calm and green,
Peopled by shapes too bright to see,
And rest, having beheld; somewhat like thee;
Which walk upon the sea, and chant melodiously!
[VENUS "manifests distress." PISCES "slips away to the throne of" LUNA.]
[LUNA "plays her conquering melody.<<Polonaise in D: Wieniawski.>>"
VENUS. Oh! Oh!
LIBRA. Holier than pleasure is pain; nobler is abstinence than indulgence; from sloth and faith we turn to toil and science; from the tame victories of the body to the wild triumphs of the mind.
VENUS. It is the ruin of the temple.
LIBRA. For from thee cometh the Utterance of the Present; but of the Future no word.
VENUS. And thou wilt?
LIBRA. The Word.
[SATURN "comes out and dances his dance, and falls, clasping the hem of"
LIBRA'S "robe."]
VENUS. Who is this? These are not my dances; these footsteps tread not my measures; not me he worships by the paces and pauses of his feet!
[LUNA "plays a wild and horrible melody.<<Witches' Dance: Paganini.>>"
[SATURN" drags" LIBRA "backwards into the dusk."
["The" PROBATIONERS "group similarly;" MARS "with" MARS "and" VENUS "with"
VENUS. Some, too, stand isolated.] {90}
VENUS. Brother Taurus, art thou faithful, thou alone?
TAURUS. ["Seductively yet ironically."] Knowest thou not me?
VENUS. Yea, my beloved, Lord of all my doves.
TAURUS. Venus, our Lady!
VENUS. Come unto me!
["She half rises and draws him to her."
TAURUS. Within the veil?
VENUS. There is no veil before my shrine!
["She unfastens his robe. As it falls he leaps up with the Caduceus, as"
MERCURY, "and tramples her beneath his feet."]
TAURUS. In the Beginning was the Word; and the Word was with God; and the Word was God!
["All come forward;" SATURN "with" LIBRA "linked;" LUNA "and" PISCES
"linked; and bow to him."]
LUNA. The Treason is accomplished.
PISCES. The mind is nobler than the body.
SATURN. Friendship is holier than love.
LIBRA. Nature is overcome by wit.
PISCES. How shall we adore thee?
TAURUS. As you like it.
SATURN. What shall we sacrifice?
TAURUS. Want you will.
[LUNA "plays a moto perpetuo,<<Moto perpetuo: Ries.>>" ALL, "bowing in
adoration to" MERCURY.]
LIBRA. Brother, what is the hour?
PISCES. Dawn.
LIBRA. Let us depart unto the work of the day.
ALL. Amen. {91}
THE RITE OF MERCURY
OFFICERS
MERCURY. "Violet Robe."
FR. "and" SOR. GEMINI. "White Dancing Robe and Black Robe."
VIRGO. "Green Robe."
FOUR PROBATIONERS.
"Mercury is throned between the Twins. At the west of the Altar is Virgo, and
his four attendants."
{95}
THE RITE OF MERCURY
I
MERCURY. 22-333-333. ["Full light."
The Speech in the Silence.
The Words against the Son of Night.
The Voice of Mercury in the Universe in the Presence of the Eternal Gods.
The Formulas of Knowledge.
The Wisdom of Breath.
The Radix of Vibration.
The Shaking of the Invisible.
The Rolling Asunder of the Darkness.
The Becoming Visible of Matter.
The Piercing of the Coils of the Stooping Dragon.
The Breaking Forth of the Light.
["All being seated, the" FOUR PROBATIONERS "rise from among the other"
PROBATIONERS "and march to the altar."]
FIRST PROBATIONER. 333-333-22. Brethren, let us kindle the holy perfumes in honour of the most divine God.
ALL FOUR PROBATIONERS. ["While he does so."] Hail unto the most divine Lord Mercury!
FIRST PROBATIONER. ["To" FR. GEMINI] Our Brother, child {97} of the Voice, we ask Thee for thy help. Wilt thou purify the Temple, that we may proceed with the invocations?
FR. GEMINI. I am one with you, Brethren!
["He rises and performs the Banishing Ritual of the Hexagram. While he does
so, the" FOUR PROBATIONERS "stand facing the assembly."]
FR. GEMINI. Let the rites of Mercury be celebrated.
["They turn round, facing the altar again."
[MERCURY "reads Gemini and Virgo sections from" 963 "at altar."]
["The big lights are put out; only a small purple light remains."]
FIRST PROBATIONER. O Thou Lord of Harmony! Master of the Right Will, Thou who hast brought unto us the divine seeds of self-knowledge --- we, the humble Servants of the children of Thy voice, we call on Thee to lead us out of our Ignorance!
CHORUS OF THREE OTHER PROBATIONERS. We call Thee, O Thrice Holy!
FIRST PROBATIONER. O Thou, Divine Worker! Master of all that is Divine! Herald of all that is coming! Builder of our House! Holy art Thou, Thou that knowest the Supreme Mysteries!
CHORUS. We call Thee, O Thrice Holy!
FIRST PROBATIONER. O Thou, All Good, we call Thee!
VIRGO. 1. ["Rising."] Not Good alone, Brethren! But all complete in the perfect Equilibrium.
FR. GEMINI. Ay, The Balance must be kept even. Sister, let us invoke the Lord of Knowledge!
VIRGO. He gave unto you, children of His Voice, the {98} Power of the making of fair things. Sing ye unto your Shepherd!
FR. GEMINI. ["Rises and stands before" MERCURY.] O Spirit, O Divine Messenger, Mighty One, most mighty circling and all comprehending Divine Bearer of the Wand, hail! Coelestial, aethereal, inter-aethereal, water like, air like, fire like, earth like, like unto light, like unto darkness, shining as do the Stars, moist, hot, cold Spirit, hail to Thee, ever laughing Child-God, all-knowing. Through Thee alone can we hope to reach Light and Truth.
FR. GEMINI. Master, be it thy pleasure to perform the Invocation of Mercury.
["All" PROBATIONERS "rise and join the four others in front of the altar."]
MERCURY. ["Leaves throne."] Majesty of the Godhead, Wisdom-crowned Thoth, Lord of the Gates of the Universe: Thee, Thee we invoke!
O Thou of the Ibis head: Thee, Thee we invoke!
Thou who wieldest the Wand of Double Power: Thee, Thee we invoke!
Thou who bearest in Thy left hand the Rose and Cross of Light and life: Thee, Thee we invoke!
O Thou whose head is as an Emerald, and Thy Nemyss {101} as the night sky- blue! Thou whose skin is of flaming orange, as though it burned in a furnace: Thee, Thee we invoke!
Behold, I am yesterday, to-day, and the brother of The Morrow! I am born again and again. Mine is the unseen force from which the Gods are sprung; that giveth life unto the dwellers in the watch-towers of the universe.
I am the charioteer of the East, Lord of the Past and the Future. I see by mine own inward light; Lord of Resurrection, who cometh forth from the dusk, and whose birth is from the House of Death.
O ye two divine hawks upon your pinnacles, who keep watch over the Universe! Ye who company the bier unto the House of Rest. Ye who pilot the Ship of Ra, ever advancing onwards unto the heights of Heaven!
Lord of the Shrine which standeth in the centre of the Earth!
Behold He is in me and I in Him!
Mine is the radiance in which Ptah floateth over his firmament.
I travel upon high.
I tread upon the firmament of Nu.
I raise a flashing flame with the lightning of mine eye, ever rushing forward in the splendour of the daily glorified Ra, giving my life to the dwellers of Earth.
If I say "come up upon the mountains,"
The Celestial waters shall flow at my word;
For I am Ra incarnate,
Kephra created in the flesh! {102}
I am the image of my Father Tmu, Lord of the City of the Sun!
The God who commands is in my mouth;
The God of Wisdom is in my heart:
My tongue is the sanctuary of Truth:
And a God sitteth upon my lips!
My word is accomplished each day, and the desire of my heart realises itself, like that of Ptah when he creates his works.
I am Eternal; therefore everything acts according to my designs, and everything obeys my words.
Therefore I say unto Thee: come forth unto me from thine abode in the Silence, unutterable Wisdom, All-light, All-power! Thoth, Hermes, Mercury, Odin, by whatever name I call Thee, Thou art still un-named and nameless to Eternity! Come thou forth, I say, and aid and guard me in this Work of Art.
Thou, Star of the East that didst conduct the Magi! Thou art the same, all present in Heaven and in Hell. Thou that vibratest betwixt the Light and the Darkness. Rising, descending; changing ever, yet ever the same!
The Sun is Thy Father!
Thy Mother the Moon!
The Wind hath borne Thee in its bosom!
And Earth hath nourished the changeless Godhead of Thy Youth.
Come thou forth, I say, come Thou forth
And make all spirits subject unto me!
So that every spirit of the firmament, {103}
And of the Ether,
Of the Earth,
And under the Earth,
On dry land,
And in the Water,
Of whirling Air,
And of rushing Fire,
And every spell and scourge of God, may be obedient
unto Me!
["A pause."
[MERCURY "goes to his throne."
FR. GEMINI. 1. Brother Virgo, didst thou hear the Voice?
VIRGO. Ay, Brother.
FR. GEMINI. Tell me, Brother, is not Mercury a great God?
VIRGO. Indeed, Son of Maia, the greatest of all Gods that tread upon the Milky Way.
FR. GEMINI. It is so.
SOR. GEMINI. Yet, Brother, there is the Sun-God!
VIRGO. Is not Mercury the Sun-God, when hidden during the Night, among the souls of the dead? Hail unto Thee, Trismegistus, Hail unto thee!
SOR. GEMINI. Hail, O Sender of Dreams!
BR. GEMINI. Hail, O Supporter of Bacchus Infant!
MERCURY. Hail, Twins!
FIRST PROBATIONER. Thou art indeed the greatest of all Gods, O Mercury!
CHORUS. Hail, Mercury.
MERCURY. Yet, ye will betray me!
Bury me in a nameless grave!
I came from God the world to save,
I brought it wisdom from above, {104}
Worship, and liberty, and love.
So be my grave without a name
That earth may swallow up my shame!
[SOR. GEMINI "plays her saddest yet swiftest melody.<<Scherzo: Tschaikowski.>>"
["A pause."
VIRGO. O, who art Thou, most lovely form that killeth me with the pleasure of Thy Vision?
MERCURY. I am thyself --- that which is of thyself and dependent upon thyself.
VIRGO. Sister and Brother Gemini, kneel ye before the greatest of all Gods.
FR. GEMINI. Alas, Brother! Is the Speech greater than the Silence?
VIRGO. 1. Brethren, kneel ye before the greatest of all Gods!
["None obey."
MERCURY. 1. Silence. ... Thou hast no followers, Brother.
SOR. GEMINI. Behold thine handmaiden! Where thou goest I will go; thy people shall be my people and thy God my God! ["She walks to the throne."
MERCURY. Peace upon thee, beloved! ... But the Brethren say sooth. Even Mercury liveth not for ever.
["He recites."
The light streams stronger through the lamps of sense.
Intelligence
Grows as we go. Alas: its icy glimmer
Shows dimmer, dimmer
The awful vaults we traverse. Were the sun
Himself the one
Glory of space, he would but illustrate
The night of Fate.
Are not the hosts of heaven in vain arrayed?
Their light dismayed {105}
Before the vast blind spaces of the sky?
O galaxy
Of thousands upon thousands closely curled,
Your golden world
Incalculably small, its closest cluster
Mere milky lustre
Staining the infinite darkness! Base and blind
Our minion mind
Seeks a great light, a light sufficient, light
Insufferably bright,
Hence hidden for an hour: imagining
This vast vain thing,
We call it God, and Father. Empty hand
And prayer unplanned
Stretched fatuous to the void. Ah! men my friends
What fury sends
This folly to intoxicate your hearts?
Dread air disparts
Your vital ways from these unsavoury follies;
Black melancholies
Sit straddled on your bended backs. The throne
Of the unknown
Is fit for children. We are too well ware
How vain is prayer,
How nought is great, since all is immanent
The vast content
Of all the universe unalterable.
We know too well
How no one thing abides awhile at all,
How all things fall,
Fall from their seat, the lamentable place,
Before their face,
Weary and pass and are no more. So we,
Since hope must be,
Look to the future, to the chance minute
That life may shoot
Some flower at least to blossom in the night,
Since vital light
Is sure to fail us on the hideous way.
What? Must we pray! {106}
Verily, O thou littlest babe, too weak
To stir or speak,
Capable hardly of a thought, yet seed
Of word and deed!
To thine assured fruition we may trust
This weary dust.
We who are old, and palsied (and so wise!)
Lift up our eyes
To little children, as the storm-tossed bark
Hails in the dark
Some hardly visible harbour light; we hold
The hours of gold
To our own breasts, whose hours are iron and brass: ---
So swift they pass
And grind us down: --- we hold the wondrous light
Our scattering sight
Yet sees, the one star in a night of woe.
We trust, and so
Lift up our voices in the dying day
Indeed to pray:
O little hands that are so soft and strong,
Lead us along!
[SOR. GEMINI "plays accordingly.<<Berceuse: Cesar Cui.>>"
["A pause."
FR. GEMINI. Brother Virgo, wilt thou not join us who love not Speech?
VIRGO. Hail unto Mercury. He killeth Sol at the close of every Twilight, and hangeth up the sky of Night on the Tree of Heaven, fastened up with the Star-headed nails.
MERCURY. Brother Gemini, do Thou perform the dance of thy Virginal Sister.
[FR. GEMINI "dances."
["At the end of his dance, he falls before the altar." SOROR GEMINI "and
all" PROBATIONERS "circumambulate round him, then stop, facing"
MERCURY.]
{107}
MERCURY. Come, Sister, no Divine Being can be reached, save through Me.
["He descends, and joins the" PROBATIONERS, "leading" SOROR GEMINI "by the
hand."]
[VIRGO, "left now alone before the empty shrine of" MERCURY, "walks slowly in
front of it."]
VIRGO. Hail unto the Lord Mercury!
["A pause, during which all" PROBATIONERS "bend their heads low." MERCURY
stands apart with" SOR. GEMINI. VIRGO "stands still before the shrine,
hooded."]
MERCURY. And this word I speak unto ye:
["He is heard whispering."
StiBeTTChePhMeFShiSS
["A pause."
MERCURY. ("loudly"). Konx Om Pax!
["Purple light off, white light on."
["He seats" SOR. GEMINI "upon his Throne. She plays her babe-
music.<<Nocturne: G. Boyle.>>"}
FR. GEMINI. The will of the Gods be accomplished!
["All depart."
{108}
THE RITE OF LUNA
OFFICERS
LUNA. "Silver Robe and Veil. Violin. Artemis. The Lady of the Moon."
CANCER. "Amber Robe. Cup. Warden of the Holy Graal."
TAURUS. "Orange Robe. Bow and Quiver. The Lord of the Bow."
A NYMPH. "White robe. The Head of the Dragon."
A SATYR. "Black Robe. The Tail of the Dragon."
PAN. "Black Robe, Tom-tom."
"In the East Luna is throned, Cancer on her right, Taurus on her left. Beyond
these the Satyr and the Nymph. At the apex of a descending Triangle,
upon the earth, Pan."
{111}
THE RITE OF LUNA
"One reciteth "The Twelvefold Certitude of God," from" 963
"The veil is withdrawn."
CANCER. 333-333-333.
TAURUS. 333-333-333.
CANCER. 1. Brother Taurus, what is the hour?
TAURUS. Moonrise.
CANCER. 1. Brother Taurus, what is the place?
TAURUS. The Chapel of the Holy Graal.
CANCER. 1. What is my office?
TAURUS. Warden of the Graal.
CANCER. 1. What is my robe?
TAURUS. Chastity.
CANCER. 1. What is my weapon?
TAURUS. Vigilance.
CANCER. 1. Whom do we serve?
TAURUS. The Lady Artemis.
CANCER. 1. How many are her servants?
TAURUS. Nine.
CANCER. 1. Who are they?
TAURUS. Three for the dew; three for the rain; and three for the snow.
CANCER. 1. Who are the great Officers? {113}
TAURUS. Thyself, the Warden of the Holy Graal.
Myself, the Lord of the Bow.
A nymph, a satyr ---
PAN. 1. And Pan!
CANCER. Brother Pan, I command thee to honour our Lady Artemis.
TAURUS. Bear the Cup of Libation!
CANCER. 333-333-333.
[PAN" recites chorus from Swinburne's "Atalanta."
When the hounds of spring are on winter's traces ...
The wolf that follows, the fawn that flies.
TAURUS. The Goddess stirs not.
CANCER. Silence is the secret of our Lady Artemis.
PAN. Hath no man lifted her veil?
CANCER. No man hath lifted her veil.
TAURUS. Bear the Cup of Libation!
CANCER. 333-333-333. It is the hour of sealing up the shrine.
TAURUS. Let us banish the spirits of the elements.
["Performs the Lesser Banishing Ritual of the Pentagram and returns."]
Bear the Cup of Libation!
CANCER. 333-333-333. Let us banish the spirits of the planets.
["Performs the Lesser Banishing Ritual of the Hexagram and returns."]
CANCER. Bear the Cup of Libation!
PAN. 333-333-333. Let us banish the holy Emanations from the One, lest our Lady's sleep be stirred.
["He banishes the Sephiroth by the appointed Ritual." {114}
Bear the Cup of Libation!
CANCER. 333-333-333. Brother Taurus, the shrine is well guarded.
TAURUS. The shrine is perfectly guarded.
SATYR. Bear the Cup of Libation!
CANCER. 333-333-333.
PAN.
Hear me, Lord of the Stars!
For thee I have worshipped ever
With stains and sorrows and scars,
With joyful, joyful endeavour.
Hear me, O lily-white goat!
O crisp as a thicket of Thorns,
With a collar of gold for Thy throat,
A scarlet bow for Thy horns!
Here, in the dusty air,
I build Thee a shrine of yew.
All green is the garland I wear,
But I feed it with blood for dew!
After the orange bars
That ribbed the green west dying
Are dead, O Lord of the Stars,
I come to Thee, come to Thee crying.
The ambrosial moon that arose
With breasts slow heaving in splendour
Drops wine from her infinite snows,
Ineffably, utterly, tender.
O moon! ambrosial moon!
Arise on my desert of sorrow,
That the magical eyes of me swoon
With lust of rain to-morrow!
Ages and ages ago
I stood on the bank of a river,
Holy and holy and holy, I know,
For ever and ever and ever! {115}
A priest in the mystical shrine,
I muttered a redeless rune,
Till the waters were redder than wine
In the blush of the harlot moon.
I and my brother priests
Worshipped a wonderful woman
With a body lithe as a beast's
Subtly, horribly human.
Deep in the pit of her eyes
I saw the image of death,
And I drew the water of sighs
From the well of her lullaby breath.
She sitteth veiled for ever,
Brooding over the waste.
She hath stirred or spoken never.
She is fiercely, manly chaste!
What madness make me awake
From the silence of utmost eld
The grey cold slime of the snake
That her poisonous body held?
By night I ravished a maid
From her father's camp to the cave.
I bared the beautiful blade:
I dipped her thrice i' the wave;
I slit her throat as a lamb's
That the fount of blood leapt high
With my clamorous dithyrambs,
Like a stain on the shield of the sky.
With blood and censer and song
I rent the mysterious veil:
My eyes gaze long and long
On the deep of that blissful bale.
My cold grey kisses awake
From the silence of utmost eld
The grey cold slime of the snake
That her beautiful body held. {116}
But --- God! I was not content
With the blasphemous secret of years;
The veil is hardly rent
While the eyes rain stones for tears.
So I clung to the lips and laughed
As the storms of death abated,
The storms of the grievious graft
By the swing of her soul unsated.
Wherefore reborn as I am
By a stream profane and foul,
In the reign of a Tortured Lamb,
In the realm of a sexless Owl,
I am set apart from the rest
By meed of the mystic rune
That reads in peril and pest
The ambrosial moon --- the moon!
For under the tawny star
That shines in the Bull above
I can rein the riotous car
Of galloping, galloping Love;
And straight to the steady ray
Of the Lion-heart Lord I career,
Pointing my flaming way
With the spasm of night for a spear!
O moon! O secret sweet!
Chalcedony clouds of caresses
About the flame of our feet,
The night of our terrible tresses!
Is it a wonder, then,
If the people are mad with blindness,
And nothing is stranger to men
Than silence, and wisdom, and kindness?
Nay! let him fashion an arrow
Whose heart is sober and stout!
Let him pierce his God to the marrow!
Let the soul of his God flow out! {117}
Whether a snake or a sun
In his horoscope Heaven hath cast,
It is nothing; every one
Shall win to the moon at last.
The mage has wrought by his art
A billion shapes in the sun.
Look through to the heart of his heart,
And the many are shapes of one!
An end to the art of the mage,
And the cold grey blank of the prison!
An end to the adamant age!
The ambrosial moon is arisen.
I have bought a lily-white goat
For the price of a crown of thorns,
A collar of gold for its throat,
A scarlet bow for its horns;
I have bought a lark in the lift
For the price of a butt of sherry:
With these, and God for a gift,
It needs no wine to be merry!
I have bought for a wafer of bread
A garden of poppies and clover;
For a water bitter and dead,
A foam of fire flowing over.
From the Lamb and his prison fare
And the Owl's blind stupor, arise!
Be ye wise, and strong, and fair,
And the nectar afloat in your eyes!
Arise, O ambrosial moon,
By the strong immemorial spell,
By the subtle veridical rune
That is mighty in heaven and hell!
Drip thy mystical dews
On the tongues of the tender fauns,
In the shade of initiate yews,
Remote from the desert dawns! {118}
Satyrs and Fauns, I call.
Bring your beauty to man!
I am the mate for ye all;
I am the passionate Pan.
Come, O come to the dance,
Leaping with wonderful whips,
Life on the stroke of a glance,
Death in the stroke of the lips!
I am hidden beyond,
Shed in a secret sinew,
Smitten through by the fond
Folly of wisdom in you!
Come, while the moon (the moon!)
Sheds her ambrosial splendour,
Reels in the redeless rune
Ineffably, utterly, tender!
Hark! the appealing cry
Of deadly hurt in the hollow: ---
Hyacinth! Hyacinth! Ay!
Smitten to death by Apollo.
Swift, O maiden moon,
Send thy ray-dews after;
Turn the dolorous tune
To soft ambiguous laughter!
Mourn, O Maenads, mourn!
Surely your comfort is over:
All we laugh at you lorn.
Ours are the poppies and clover!
O that mouth and eyes,
Mischievous, male, alluring!
O that twitch of the thighs,
Dorian past enduring!
Where is wisdom now!
Where the sage and his doubt?
Surely the sweat of the brow
Hath driven the demon out. {119}
Surely the scented sleep
That crowns the equal war
Is wiser than only to weep ---
To weep for evermore!
Now, at the crown of the year,
The decadent days of October,
I come to thee, God, without fear;
Pious, chaste, and sober.
I solemnly sacrifice
This first-fruit flower of wine
For a vehicle of thy vice,
As I am Thine to be mine.
For five in the year gone by
I pray thee give to me one;
A lover stronger than I,
A moon to swallow the sun!
May he be like a lily-white goat,
Crisp as a thicket of thorns,
With a collar of gold for this throat,
A scarlet bow for his horns!
CANCER. May our Lady Artemis be favourable!
TAURUS. May our Lady Artemis never be awakened!
[NYMPH "comes forward and dances her virginal dance."
PAN. Of what worth is the gold in the mine?
CANCER. Brother Pan, be silent.
NYMPH. Bear the Cup of Libation!
CANCER. 333-333-333.
PAN. ["Recites."
Mother of Light, and the Gods! Mother of Music awake!
Silence and Speech are at odds; Heaven and Hell are at stake.
By the Rose and the Cross I conjure; I constrain by the Snake and the
Sword;
I am he that is sworn to endure --- Bring us the word of the Lord!
By the brood of the Bysses of Brightening, whose God was my sire;
By the Lord of the Flame and the Lightning, the King of the Spirits of Fire;
{120}
By the Lord of the Waves and the Waters, the King of the Hosts of the Sea,
The fairest of all of whose daughters was mother to me;
By the Lord of the Winds and the Breezes, the King of the Spirits of Air,
In whose bosom the infinite ease is that cradled me there;
By the Lord of the Fields and the Mountains, the King of the Spirits of Earth
That nurtured my life at his fountains from the hour of my birth;
By the Wand and the Cup I conjure; by the Dagger and Disk I constrain;
I am he that is sworn to endure; make thy music again!
I am Lord of the Star and the Seal; I am Lord of the Snake and the Sword;
Reveal us the riddle, reveal! Bring us the word of the Lord;
As the flame of the sun, as the roar of the sea, as the storm of the air,
As the quake of the earth --- let it soar for a boon, for a bane, for a snare,
For a lure, for a light, for a kiss, for a rod, for a scourge, for a sword ---
Bring us thy burden of bliss --- Bring us the word of the Lord!
TAURUS. In vain thou askest speech from our Lady of Silence:
CANCER. Bear the Cup of Libation!
PAN. 333-333-333.
["Recites."
Roll through the caverns of matter, the world's irremovable bounds!
Roll, ye wild billows of ether! the Sistron is shaken and sounds!
Wild and sonorous the clamour, vast in the region of death.
Live with the fire of the Spirit, the essence and flame of the breath!
Sound, O sound!
Gleam in the world of the dark, where the chained ones shall tremble and flee!
Gleam in the skies of the dusk, for the Light of the Dawn is in me!
Light on the forehead and life in the nostrils, and love in the breast,
Shine, O Thou Star of the Dawning, thou Sun of the Radiant Crest!
Shine, O shine!
Flame through the sky in the strength of the chariot-wheels of the Sun!
Flame, ye young fingers of light, on the west of the morning that run! {121}
Flame, O thou Meteor Car, for my fire is exalted in thee!
Lighten the darkness and herald the daylight, and waken the sea!
Flame, O flame!
Crown Her, O crown Her with stars as with flowers for a virginal gaud!
Crown Her, O crown Her with Light and the flame of the down-rushing Sword!
Crown Her, O crown Her with Love for maiden and mother and wife!
Hail unto Isis! Hail! For She is the Lady of Life!
Isis crowned!
CANCER. In vain thou invokest our Lady of the Moon!
TAURUS. Bear the Cup of Libation!
CANCER. 333-333-333.
PAN.
Must every star that saves the night
Gleam fearfully afar,
Give no man love, but only light,
Or cease to be a star?
Nay, there's no man since time began
Through the ages until now,
But won the goal of his set soul,
A star upon his brow!
Oh! though no star serene as thou
Shine in my night forlorn,
Come, let me set thee on my brow,
And make its darkness morn!
PAN. ["Rises."] Brother Satyr, scourge forth these that profane the sanctuary of our Lady: for they know not the secret of the shrine.
[SATYR "dances the dance of the scourge, driving the officers down the
stage, where they crouch."]
PAN. ["Goes to altar."] Brother Satyr, I command you to perform the dance of Syrinx and Pan, in honour of our Lady Artemis. {122}
SATYR. And in thine honour!
["He dances the dance and falls prostrate in the midst."
PAN. ["Advancing to the Throne of Luna."]
Uncharmable charmer
Of Bacchus and Mars,
In the sounding rebounding
Abyss of the stars!
O virgin in armour,
Thine arrows unsling
In the brilliant resilient
First rays of the spring!
By the force of the fashion
Of love, when I broke
Through the shroud, through the cloud,
Through the storm, through the smoke,
To the mountain of passion
Volcanic that woke ---
By the rage of the mage
I invoke, I invoke!
By the midnight of madness,
The lone-lying sea,
The swoon of the moon,
Your swoon into me;
The sentinel sadness
Of cliff-clinging pine,
That night of delight
You were mine, you were mine!
Your were mine, O my saint,
My maiden, my mate,
By the might of the right
Of the night of our fate.
Though I fall, though I faint,
Though I char, though I choke,
By the hour of our power
I invoke, I invoke! {123}
By the mystical union
Of fairy and faun,
Unspoken, unbroken ---
The dusk to the dawn! ---
A secret communion,
Unmeasured, unsung,
The listless, resistless,
Tumultuous tongue! ---
O virgin in armour
Thine arrows unsling,
In the brilliant resilient
First rays of the sprint!
No Godhead could charm her,
But manhood awoke ---
O fiery Valkyrie,
I invoke, I invoke!
["He tears down the veil."
[LUNA "plays accordingly.<<Chaccone; Bach.>>"
["A long silence."
CANCER. 333-333-333.
TAURUS. 1. Brother Warden of the Graal, our task is ended.
CANCER. Let us depart, it is accomplished.
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