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                          A BRIEF ABSTRACT OF THE

                          SYMBOLIC REPRESENTATION

                                  OF THE

                                 UNIVERSE

                        DERIVED BY DOCTOR JOHN DEE

                          THROUGH THE SKRYING OF

                             SIR EDWARD KELLY



{229}








                       [PREFATORY NOTE BY THE EDITOR

   We omit in this preliminary sketch any account of the Tables of Soyga, the
Heptarchia Mystica, the Book of Enoch, or Liber Logaeth.  We hope to be able
to deal with these adequately in a subsequent article.]








{Illustration partly represented and partly described:

<<Note to the ASCII version:  In the following illustration, Enochian letters
around the border and in the center grid have been replaced by English letter
equivalents.>>

                          "The" HOLY TABLE.

.--.--.--.--.--.--.--.--.--.--.--.--.--.--.--.--.--.--.--.--.--.--.--.
:B :O :S :O :N :S :S :L :G :E :N :O :E :E :O :O :F :O :D :G :G :N :B :
:--+--.--.--.--.--.--.--.--.--.--.--.--.--.--.--.--.--.--.--.--.--+--:
:L :                              /\                              :N :
:--:                             /  \                             :--:
:N :                            /    \                            :A :
:--:                           /      \                           :--:
:N :                          /        \                          :M :
:--:                         /   (1)    \                         :--:
:J :                        /            \                        :S :
:--:                       /              \                       :--:
:A :                      /                \                      :R :
:--:---------------------/------------------\---------------------:--:
:O :\                   /                    \                   /:L :
:--: \                 /                      \                 / :--:
:A :  \      (7)      /                        \      (2)      /  :E :
:--:   \             .--------.--------.--------.             /   :--:
:U :    \           /:        :        :        :\           /    :R :
:--:     \         / :   O    :   J    :   T    : \         /     :--:
:A :      \       /  :--------+--------+--------:  \       /      :F :
:--:       \     /   :        :        :        :   \     /       :--:
:A :        \   /    :   R    :   L    :   U    :    \   /        :T :
:--:         \ /     :--------+--------+--------:     \ /         :--:
:N :          X      :        :        :        :      X          :J :
:--:         / \     :   L    :   R    :   L    :     / \         :--:
:B :        /   \    :--------+--------+--------:    /   \        :O :
:--:  (6)  /     \   :        :        :        :   /     \ (3)   :--:
:B :      /       \  :   O    :   O    :   E    :  /       \      :A :
:--:     /         \ .--------.--------.--------. /         \     :--:
:L :    /           \                            /           \    :G :
:--:   /             \                          /             \   :--:
:M :  /               \                        /               \  :O :
:--: /                 \                      /                 \ :--:
:P :/                   \                    /                   \:E :
:--:------------(5)------\------------------/------(4)------------:--:
:S :                      \                /                      :U :
:--:                       \              /                       :--:
:E :                        \            /                        :L :
:--:                         \          /                         :--:
:A :                          \        /                          :R :
:--:                           \      /                           :--:
:O :                            \    /                            :R :
:--:                             \  /                             :--:
:J :                              \/                              :A :
:--+--.--.--.--.--.--.--.--.--.--.--.--.--.--.--.--.--.--.--.--.--+--:
:B :A :S :P :P :L :G :G :Z :E :O :O :E :E :O :A :N :L :R :L :L :N :B :
.--.--.--.--.--.--.--.--.--.--.--.--.--.--.--.--.--.--.--.--.--.--.--.
                          "PLATE I"

   The letters around the rim are Enochian letters, facing outward in the
illustration, including the corner letters facing toward the outer point of
each corner.
   The two overlapping equilateral triangles shown in the interior of the
figure are composed of thin, solid lines and somewhat closer in their bases
to the top and bottom of the square than shown here.  In the illustration,
the base angles touch the fourth edge letter from the corner in each instance.
   The rectangular grid with enochian letters in the center of the diagram
has been adjusted to align with the edge letters of the original illustration.
This rectangular grid has its corners overlapping the lines defining the
hexagram in the original illustration.
   There are seven small devices, five squares and two circles, symmetrically
arranged in the pattern of a seven pointed star with point upward.  There is
no actual seven pointed star drawn.  These devices are all oriented to be
viewed from the center of the figure, their size is about that of three edge
divisions vertically and horizontally, and their text would be at right
angles to any straight line that might be drawn from the center of the figure.
These devices have been represented by the numbers 1 through 7 in the
approximation above.  They are separately approximated below, not to scale:

1.

.--------.--------.--------.--------.--------.--------.--------.--------.
:2  .   6:        :        :        :        : 6   6  :        :        :
: :-+-:  :   G    :        :   B    : 2 4 6  :        :   B    :        :
:   :    :        :   g    :        :        : L      :        :   B    :
:   :    :  6  6  :        :  2  2  : 6 6 6  :        : r o g  :        :
:6  .   3:        :        :        :        : 6      :        :        :
:--------+--------+--------+--------+--------+--------+--------+--------:
:8     6 :  +--+  :        :  G G   :  152   :  152   :   52   :   B    :
:        :  6  6  :   G    :        :        :        :        :   .    :
:   6    :        :        :        :        :        :        ::--+--: :
:        :   8    :   6    :   6    :     6  :    6   :  BBB   :   .    :
:6     2 :        :        :        :        :        :        :   B    :
:--------+----.---+--------+--------+--------+--------+--------+--------:
: \HB:K/ : 6  : o :        : 6 6 6  :   u /  : 6   6  :        :   6    :
:  \ /   :    :   :\  B   /:        :    /   :        :  6  6  :        :
: q X B  :    :   : \    / : 6 6 6  :   B    :   6    :        :8--6--3 :
:  / \   : o  : o :  \  /  :        :  /     :        :    6   :        :
: / q \  :    :   : 7 \/ 9 : 6 6 6  : / 5    : 6   6  :        :   6    :
:--------+----.---+--------+--------+--------+--------+--------+--------:
:  6  6  :6      6: 6   M  :7       :{circle}:   C    :{letter :        :
: ------ :        :        :        :   .    :   L    :lays on :  6 A   :
:  6  6  :6  15  6:        :  /\    :.     . :   M    : back}  :        :
: ------ :6      6:        : /66\   :.  6  . : :-+-:  :        :        :
:  6  6  :    6   :  166   :/____\  :   .    :   .    :   B    : 1556   :
:--------+--------+--------+--------+--------+--------+--------+--------:
:   .  1 :     3  :  7 .   :   6    :   4    : B B B  :  6  6  :        :
:        :.       :.       :        :   B    :        :        :        :
:  6     :  . B . :    6   :   T    :   B    :  6     :   72   :   6    :
:     .  :        : .      :        :   9    :    6   :        :        :
: .      :  123   :     .  :   6    :        :        :  F     :        :
.--------.--------.--------.--------.--------.--------.--------.--------.
 {These three have solid            {The 2 B 's
line diagonals across all}          are horizontal
                                    back-to-back}
   In #1 above, all dashed lines are solid diagonals and all dotted shapes
are smooth curves or lines.  Notes are in {}'s.  "6" might be "b".


2.  This is a circle with square inside, sides vertical and horizontal.  There
is an inverted Isosceles triangle inside the square, base common with upper
side of square and apex touching midpoint of lower side.  The spaces so
defined contain various symbols and figures, all oriented to be read from the
bottom:  Left arc to left side square, a circle with dot in center.  Top arc
to top side square, "1" in circle.  Right arc to right side square, "2" alone.
Bottom arc to bottom side square, "3" alone.  Lower left corner square to left
side triangle, "7" with two dots trailing from the base to the lower left
slightly.  Lower right corner square to right side triangle, a circle with
"1 3 2" inside, the "1" above the "3 2" in pyramidal order.  Inner top left
angle triangle has three intersecting circles, pyramidal order and all
intersections symmetrical like a "set diagram".  Inner top right angle
triangle has "LV".  Inner apex (bottom) angel triangle has "A".  In the center
space within the triangle is a more complex configuration:  At a point just
below the midpoint of the triangle is a circle with dot.  From this three
spikes issue to bottom and symmetrically to upper left and right.  Between
the two upper spikes is "3".  Just beneath each upper point are "2" to the
left point and "4" to the right point.  To right of lower point "6".  To left
of lower point "1".


3.

.-----------------.-----------------.-------------------.
: G         .     : m.   30    q    : q   q   q    l    :
:         :-+-:   :                 :                   :
:   B       :     :      B.    9.   :       B           :
:           .     :                 : o.    .     o  q  :
: 28              : d.   4.         :      g        i   :
:-----------------+-----------------+-------------------:
:{l          30   :   .        .    : L          get    :
:                 : :-+--------+-:  :                   :
:       B         :   .   B    .    :       B           :
:                 :  A----------O   :                   :
: G    33     A   :       9         : h          go     :
:-----------------+-----------------+-------------------:
: 5      {cres.   : m         i d   :  L          30    :
:         moon}   :                 :                   :
:      6       __ :      6          :        6          :
:.-------------\  :                 :                   :
:.- {smooth shape}: d          2.A  :             pp    :
:-----------------+-----------------+-------------------:
:  V          H   : q q     q   Q   :             2 3   :
:                 :                 :                   :
:        6        :       6         :  L        6       :
:                 :                 : {very        d    :
:  9         22   : o g          a  : large "L"}        :
.-----------------.-----------------.-------------------.
{l = a figure like an inverted German sharfes "S"



4.

.---------.---------.---------.---------.---------.---------.
:2        :  6 6    :         :         :         :         :
:         :         :  5 3 7  :   6 B   : T . 13  :  6  ^   :
:   66    : ______  :         :         :         :     9   :
:         : \  o /  :  6 6 6  :   G u   :  6 6 6  :         :
:         :  \  /   :         :         :         :         :
:      2  :   \/    :         :         :         :         :
:---------+---------+---------+---------+---------+---------:
:         :  o 4    :         :         :         :         :
: v . 4   :         :         : 6 6 6   :   6     :  6 6    :
:         :  B B    : B  1 4  :         :         :         :
:  B      :         :         : P . 3 . :         :         :
:         :         :   a     :         :  G  O   :  C  V   :
:         :         :         :         :         :         :
:---------+---------+---------+---------+---------+---------:
:         :         :{2 long  :         :         :         :
: B . C   : O . o   :script   : q   q   : q . 9   :     6   :
:         :         :p's, parl:         :         :         :
:   6     :   7     :on their : 6   3   :         : L       :
:         :         :6acks}   :         :  B      :     8   :
:         :  6  6   :   5     :         :         :         :
:---------+---------+---------+---------+---------+---------:
:         :         :         :d  .     : 7 . 2   :  B   B  :
:go   30  : 9 . 3   :  q  q   :   :     :         :         :
:         :         :         :   :  6  :         : . /\ .  :
:         :  6  6   :    5    :6:-+-:   :         :  /  \   :
:   B     :         :         :   .  A  :  6 B    :         :
:         :         :  6  6   :         :         :  8   3  :
.---------.---------.---------.---------.---------.---------.




5.

.--------.--------.---.----.--------.--------.--------.--------.--------.
:   g    : \ B /  :   :    : \  B   : b o  / : L   o  :  B     :   9    :
:        :  \ /   : B : B  :  \     :    /   :        :        :        :
: D   2  : l   l  :---+----: o \    :  / p   : B . q  :  :     :   6    :
:        :  / \   :   :    : -  \   :  \     :        :        :        :
:   g    : /30 \  : 8 : 2  : 22  \  :d 30\   : q  29  :  82    :   B    :
:--------+--------+---.----+--------+--------+--------+--------+--------:
: o   p  : +   9  :  _  _  :  _ _   :   6    :  6 6 6 : 6      :  B B   :
:        :{C open :  6  6  :  6 6   :        :        :        :        :
:   B    : down}  :  2  .  :        :        :        :        :  1 2   :
:        :        :        :  9 F   :  2  Q  :   2 Q  : u  Q   :        :
:  98    :   B    :   89   :        :        :        :        :   T    :
:--------+--------+--------+--------+--------+---.----+--------+--------:
:        :   M    :   M    :   M    :   M    : d : B  :   .    : \ B /  :
: B  B   :        :        :        :        :---+----:   : A  :  \ /   :
:        :   2    :     5  :  6 6   : 6.89   :   :    :---+----: B   B  :
:        :        :        :        :        :17 :    : 6 : 3  :  /2\   :
:  6 8   :  6 6   :  6     :  620   :  F     :   :    :   .    : /:-:\  :
:--------+--------+--------+--------+--------+--------+--------+--------:
:   M    :  6 6   :   6    :  6 6   :   .    :{H on   :        : 6      :
:        :   .    : 9 .    :   T    : 6 : B  : side}  :   N    :        :
: 6  99  : :-+-:  : :-+-:  :  9 6   :---+----:        :        : 6  4   :
:        :   .    :   .    :        :   :    :        :  B 9   :        :
:  L     :  4 6   :   6    :        : 2 : 4  :  B38   :        : 6      :
.--------.--------.--------.--------.---.----.--------.--------.--------.


6.  Is a square circumscribed within a circle.  There are letters within the
circle above, below and to either side of the square.  In all locations, these
are isolated "I" single letters, four in all.

The square within the circle:

.-------.-------.-------.-------.-------.-------.
:3    P :A    E :   d   :  l    :       :       :
:  6    :   B   :  6    : 6     : 6 P   : 6 g   :
:4    P :7    o :       :       :       :       :
:-------+-------+-------+-------+-------+-------:
:  l    :   o   :  2    :   l   :   3   :   u   :
: 6     :  6    : 6     :  6    :  6    :  6    :
:       :       :       :       :       :       :
:-------+-------+-------+-------+-------+-------:
:       :   c   :       :   y   :       : 6 6 f :
:  6 6  : 6     : 6  m  : 6     : 6 f   :       :
:       :   3   :       :   8   :       : l     :
:-------+-------+-------+-------+-------+-------:
:3      :6    3 :   8   :   7   :   2   :   5   :
:  6 A  :  6    : B     : B     : B     : B     :
:2.     :8    6 :       :       :       :       :
:-------+-------+-------+-------+-------+-------:
:   6   :   4   :   1   :   9   :  6 6  : B  3  :
: B     : B     : B     : B     :       :       :
:       :       :       :       :  o    : G  2  :
:-------+-------+-------+-------+-------+-------:
: 8  6  :   l   : B  7  :  686  : .66   : .66   :
:       : B   B :       :       :       :       :
: B  B  :  362  : A     :   M   : .96   : 807   :
.-------.-------.-------.-------.-------.-------.


7. This is a simple square with the following inside:


                       7
                     9 B g
            369   {small circle}
             .    {in larger   } 863
            99    {circle      }
                     L B 2
                       8
  }







   The Skryer obtained from certain Angels a series of seven talismans.
These, grouped about the Holy Twelvefold Table, similarly obtained, were part
of the furniture of the Holy Table, as shewn in Plate I., opposite.
   Other appurtenances of this table will be described hereafter.

                                    II

   Other Pantacles were obtained in a similar manner.  Here (Plate II.) is the
principal one, which, carved in wax, was placed upon the top of the table.
On four others stood the feet of the table.
   Note first the Holy Sevenfold Table containing seven Names of God which not
even the Angels are able to pronounce.

                                21
                         S A A I-- E M E.
                                 8

                                      30
                         B T Z K A S E .

                         H E I D E N E

                                    30
                         D E I M O L . A

                         I    M E G C B E
                           26

                                  21
                         I L A O I--V N
                                   8
                                      21
                         I H R L A A L--
                                       8

   These names are seen written without the heptagram within the heptagon.
{231}
  By reading these obliquely are obtained names of Angels called ---
   (1) Filiae Bonitatis or Filiolae Lucis.
   E
   Me
   Ese
   Iana
   Akele
   Azdobn
   Stimcul

   (2) Filii Lucis.
   I
   Ih
   Ilr
   Dmal
   Heeoa
   Beigia
   Stimcul
   [These are given attributions to the Metals of the Planets in this order:
Sol, Luna, Venus, Jupiter, Mars, Mercury, Saturn.]
   (3) Filiae Filiarum Lucis.
   S
   Ab
   Ath
   Ized
   Ekiei
   Madimi
   Esemeli     {232}

{Illustration facing page 232 described:

Above: "SIGILLVM DEI AEMETH."

Below: "PLATE II."

  This is a very complex geometrical drawing with many words, crosses and
divisions.  Here is the general construction:  A circle defined by a thick
black line circumference and a hair line concentric circle inside that.  Then
a circular ring defined by the first hair-line circle and by another hair-line
concentric circle below.  Circumscribed within this is a heptagon with point
to top, composed of straight bands divided up into compartments at juncture
and between each letter by short cross lines which would, if extended, meet in
the common center of the concentric circles.  Within the angles of this
heptagon is an exact fit interlaced heptagram composed of bars which are not
interrupted at the angles where they merge but only by the interlacing ---
right over left.  Within this is a heptagonal space and free within that a
concentric heptagon having no compartments, but one continuous field.  Within
this is an interlaced right over left upright pentagram, upper and two lower
points touching the last heptagon inside and centered.  This pentagram is made
up of thin bands interrupted only at the interlacings.

Detail:  First the markings on the outer band between the two hair-lines, from
uppermost right, clockwise:

4  9  7  t  22     6  22  20  14  6     18  26   i     i  l  13   H
I, G, n, g,  h, n, m,  o,  a,  n, a, h,  o,  i, 30, r, 8, G,  r, 12

     y  t  o   e  10  u  15  8   r         o  5   n   o     a   a  6
og, 14, u, 8, 21, b,  A,  I, a, 16, r, A, 10, G, 14, 17, S, 5, 24, w

Next, the seven bands of the larger heptagon, with text in the voids above and
below.  Note that the cross lines dividing the bands are not perpendicular as
in this representation, but radial in alignment from the center of the figure.
All crosses are Maltese.
   From upper right, clockwise:

                +
           {monogram of
          "OG" overlaped
       +  in circle}    +
 .---.---.---.---.---.---.---.
 : Z : l : l : R : H : i : a :
 .---.---.---.---.---.---.---.
      S A A I 21 E M E 8
               8       .
               .


    {An "H" with circle
    on line below cross-
+   bar and cross of,    14  +
     Malta above bar.}
 .---.---.---.---.---.---.---.
 : a : Z : C : a : a : c : b :
 .---.---.---.---.---.---.---.
     B T Z K A S E  30
                     .


       {A letter "T" with
  +    serifs and a small  9 +
       circle on riser}
 .---.---.---.---.---.---.---.
 : p : a : u : p : n : h : r :
 .---.---.---.---.---.---.---.
        H E I D E N E



      +        X E   21  +
 .---.---.---.---.---.---.---.
 : h : d : m : h : l : a : i :
 .---.---.---.---.---.---.---.
        D E I M O 30 A
                   .


      {Sigil: Cross of
   +  Malta connects by  +
      a line to top "L"
      and small circle
      over middle of line}
 .---.---.---.---.---.---.---.
 : k : k : a : a : e : e : e :
 .---.---.---.---.---.---.---.
        .
       126 M E G C B E

     {Sigil, "A"
   +  extends bar &   24 +
      base right to
      a cross of Malta}
 .---.---.---.---.---.---.---.
 : i : i : e : e : l : l : l :
 .---.---.---.---.---.---.---.
        I L A O I 21 V N
                   8


       {Sigil: Cross
    +  of Malta with a  +
       sickle issuing
       "C" shaped below
       to terminate in
       arrow head.
 .---.---.---.---.---.---.---.
 : e : e : l : l : M : G : + :
 .---.---.---.---.---.---.---.
         I HI L A A 21
                     8

Next, the interlaced heptagram, with letters from voids in points.  All
crosses are of Malta.  Marks indicating interlace are properly angled in the
drawing, not perpendicular as shown here.  From top point to the right,
following the interlace clockwise twice around, every other point skipped in
each line:

                     +
                    Me
------------.---.-----------:   :--------------
          +        Heeoa    :   :      +
------------.---.-----------:   :--------------


                    +
                   Iana
------------.---.-----------:   :--------------
         +         Beigia   :   :      +
------------.---.-----------:   :--------------


                     +
                  Azdobn
------------.---.-----------:   :--------------
         +        Stimcul   :   :     +
------------.---.-----------:   :--------------


                     +
                     El
------------.---.-----------:   :--------------
    +      +    +     I   + :   :  +  +  +
------------.---.-----------:   :--------------


                     +
                    Ese
------------.---.-----------:   :--------------
  +  +  +           Ih   +  :   :  +  +  +
------------.---.-----------:   :--------------


                     +
                   Akele
------------.---.-----------:   :--------------
       +  +  +      Ilr   + :   : +   +   +
------------.---.-----------:   :--------------


                     +
                  Stimcul
------------.---.-----------:   :--------------
     +             Dmal     :   :    + +
------------.---.-----------:   :--------------

Next: the sides of the inner heptagon with the text in the heptagonal void
just above the sides.  Clockwise from top.

 + + +     S    + + + +
--------------------------
 + + +     E    + + + +
--------------------------


 + + +    Al    + + + +
--------------------------
 + + +    An    + + + +
--------------------------


 + + +    Ath   + + + +
--------------------------
 + + +    Aue   + + + +
--------------------------


 + + +   Ized   + + + +
--------------------------
 + + +   Liba   + + + +
--------------------------


 + + +   Ekiei  + + + +
--------------------------
 + + +   Rocle  + + + +
--------------------------


 +       Madimi       +
--------------------------
 +      Hagonel       +
--------------------------


 +       Esemeli      +
--------------------------
 +       Ilemese      +
--------------------------

Next, the following text is between the points of the pentagram, starting at
upper right, the words below are arced in a circle.:

       A
EDEKIL {riser on "L" has a small "e" overlayed}


  B
ADIMIL {riser on "L" has a small "e" overlayed}


A   T
EMELIL {riser on "L" has a small "e" overlayed}


  H
OGANL {riser on "L" has a small "e" overlayed}


  21
 I8
  .
ORABIL {riser on "L" has a small "e" overlayed}


Next, the following letters are in the voids formed within the points of the
pentagram, one to a point and in order from top clockwise: Z, M, S, N, C

Last, the inverted pentagonal void within the pentagram contains the
following:

                       VA
                       .
                   LE:-+-:NA
                       +
                       .
                       EL
                            }


   (4) Filii Filiorum Lucis.
   L (El)
   Aw
   Ave
   Liba
   Iocle
   Hagone(l)
   Ilemese
   See all these names in the heptagram of the great seal.
   So also there are Seven Great Angels formed thus: take the corner letter S,
then the diagonal next to it AB, then the next diagonal ATH, then the fourth
diagonal, where is I with 21/8 (which indicates EL), and we have the name ---

                     SABATHIEL
   Continuing the process, we get
                     ZEDEKIEL
                     MADIMIEL
                     SEMELIEL
                     NOGAHEL
                     CORABIEL
                     LEVANAEL
   These names will be found in the Pentagram and about it.
   These angels are the angels of the Seven Circles of Heaven.
   These are but a few of the mysteries of this great seal
                SIGILLVM DEI AEMETH

                         III

   The Shew-stone, a crystal which Dee alleged to have been brought to him by
angels, was then placed upon this {233} table, and the principal result of the
ceremonial skrying of Sir Edward Kelly is the obtaining of the following
diagrams, Plates III. - VIII.
   He symbolized the Fourth-Dimensional Universe in two dimensions as a square
surrounded by 30 concentric circles (the 30 AEthyrs or Aires) whose radii
increased in a geometrical proportion.
   The sides of the square are the four great watch-towers (Plates IV. - VII.)
which are attributed to the elements.  There is also a "black cross" (or
"central tablet" according to the arrangement shewn --- compare the black
cross bordering the tablets in Plate III. with Plate VIII.)
   Plate III. gives the general view.
   [The reversed letters which form the word PARAOAN are written in Enochian
for convenience, as our A and O are not distinguishable reverse from forward.]
   Plate IV. gives the complete attribution of the tablet of Air.
   The 6th file is called Linea Patris.
   The 7th file is called Linea Filii.
   The 7th line is called Linea Spiritus Sancti.
   This great cross divides the Tablet into four lesser (sub-elemental)
Tablets, the left-hand top corner being Air of Air, the right-hand top corner
Water of Air, the left-hand bottom corner Earth of Air, the remaining corner
Fire of Air.
   Each of these lesser Tablets contains a Calvary Cross of ten squares, which
governs it.
   Plates V., VI., and VII. are similar for the other elements.
   This is the way in which the names are drawn from the great Tablets.
[Examples taken from Water Tablet.]  {234}


{Illustration facing page 234 approximated and described:

   The following tablet is completely divided into small squares.  These
squares may appear as rectangles on the display owing to the need to conserve
width.  The tablet is shaded as follows:  White: columns 6, 7, 19 & 20.
"Black" (actually dark gray): column 13.  Medium gray: columns 3, 10, 16 and
23.  All remaining columns are Light gray.  White (except black in the 13th
square): rows 7 and 21.  "Black" (dark gray) straight across, row 14.  Medium
gray except for white in squares 6, 7, 19 & 20 and black in square 13: 2, 9,
16 and 23.
   The letters are all English except for the following locations which are
in Enochian letters printed backward in the illustration.  These Enochian
letters are at:  Row 5, square 25; row 9, square 1;  row 10, square 1; row 13,
square 25; row 22, square 1; row 23, square 1; row 27, square 20
(indistinguishable backward over forward); row 27, squares 20 & 21.  Although
square 25 of row 27 fits the same criteria, it is not rendered backward.

           "THE FOUR GREAT WATCH-TOWERS AND THE BLACK CROSS
                       WITHIN GENERAL VIEW."

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                "PLATE III."}


{Illustration on next page represented and described:
  Owing to width limitations of the display, the individual blocks of the
following diagram have been distorted and appear rectangular.  These blocks
are square in the illustration, having a small central square connected to the
larger square outline by four diagonal line segments, each block giving the
appearance of a truncated four-sided pyramid.  Letters done on Plate III in
capitals are larger than normal Enochian letters in the original of this
plate.
   The following Enochian characters are reversed in the original
representation: at row 9, column 1; at row 10, column 1.

<<Note to the ASCII version:  In the following illustration, Enochian letters
have been replaced by English letter equivalents and the various astrological
symbols have been replaced with the following symbols:

 Aries - 1, Taurus - 2, Gemini - 3, Cancer - 4,  Leo - 5,   Virgo - 6,
 Libra - 7,  Scorpio - 8  Sagittarius - 9, Capricorn - 0, Aquarius - !
 Pisces - @.  Moon - #, Mercury - $, Venus - %, Sun - ^, Mars - &,
 Jupiter - *, Saturn - (.

Spirit - <, Fire - /, Water - \, Air - [, Earth - ].

To distinguish these replacements from intended uses of the simple numbers and
slashes, etc.  Please note the following:

All Enochian letters occur in the center of each "square".  Any number in the
lower quarter of a "square" is simply a number, not an astrological sign.
Diagonal slashes coming in from the corners toward the central section of the
squares are not symbols for fire or water, but simply diagonal lines.  All
astrological symbols are placed in the left or right quarters of the squares,
when elemental symbols are not in those places.>>

   "THE GREAT WATCH-TOWER OF THE EAST, ATTRIBUTED TO AIR."

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                                "PLATE IV."}

{Illustration on next page represented and described:
  Owing to width limitations of the display, the individual blocks of the
following diagram have been distorted and appear rectangular.  These blocks
are square in the illustration, having a small central square connected to the
larger square outline by four diagonal line segments, each block giving the
appearance of a truncated four-sided pyramid.  Letters done on Plate III in
capitals are larger than normal Enochian letters in the original of this
plate.
   The following Enochian characters were reversed in the original: at row 5,
column 12; at row 13, column 12.  In addition the water symbol was omitted
twice and has been restored within curly brackets.

<<Note to the ASCII version:  In the following illustration, Enochian letters
have been replaced by English letter equivalents and the various astrological
symbols have been replaced with the following symbols:

 Aries - 1, Taurus - 2, Gemini - 3, Cancer - 4,  Leo - 5,   Virgo - 6,
 Libra - 7,  Scorpio - 8  Sagittarius - 9, Capricorn - 0, Aquarius - !
 Pisces - @.  Moon - #, Mercury - $, Venus - %, Sun - ^, Mars - &,
 Jupiter - *, Saturn - (.

Spirit - <, Fire - /, Water - \, Air - [, Earth - ].

To distinguish these replacements from intended uses of the simple numbers and
slashes, etc.  Please note the following:

All Enochian letters occur in the center of each "square".  Any number in the
lower quarter of a "square" is simply a number, not an astrological sign.
Diagonal slashes coming in from the corners toward the central section of the
squares are not symbols for fire or water, but simply diagonal lines.  All
astrological symbols are placed in the left or right quarters of the squares,
when elemental symbols are not in those places.>>

   "THE GREAT WATCH-TOWER OF THE WEST, ATTRIBUTED TO WATER."

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                                "PLATE V."}

{Illustration on next page represented and described:
   Owing to width limitations of the display, the individual blocks of the
following diagram have been distorted and appear rectangular.  These blocks
are square in the illustration, having a small central square connected to the
larger square outline by four diagonal line segments, each block giving the
appearance of a truncated four-sided pyramid.  Letters done on Plate III in
capitals are larger than normal Enochian letters in the original of this
plate.
   The following Enochian characters are reversed in the original: at row 8,
column 1; row 9, column 1.
   The character in Row 11, Column 7 does not agree with the corresponding
position in Plate III.

<<Note to the ASCII version:  In the following illustration, Enochian letters
have been replaced by English letter equivalents and the various astrological
symbols have been replaced with the following symbols:

 Aries - 1, Taurus - 2, Gemini - 3, Cancer - 4,  Leo - 5,   Virgo - 6,
 Libra - 7,  Scorpio - 8  Sagittarius - 9, Capricorn - 0, Aquarius - !
 Pisces - @.  Moon - #, Mercury - $, Venus - %, Sun - ^, Mars - &,
 Jupiter - *, Saturn - (.

Spirit - <, Fire - /, Water - \, Air - [, Earth - ].

To distinguish these replacements from intended uses of the simple numbers and
slashes, etc.  Please note the following:

All Enochian letters occur in the center of each "square".  Any number in the
lower quarter of a "square" is simply a number, not an astrological sign.
Diagonal slashes coming in from the corners toward the central section of the
squares are not symbols for fire or water, but simply diagonal lines.  All
astrological symbols are placed in the left or right quarters of the squares,
when elemental symbols are not in those places.>>

   "THE GREAT WATCH-TOWER OF THE NORTH, ATTRIBUTED TO EARTH."

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                                "PLATE VI."}
 {Illustration on next page represented and described:
   Owing to width limitations of the display, the individual blocks of the
following diagram have been distorted and appear rectangular.  These blocks
are square in the illustration, having a small central square connected to the
larger square outline by four diagonal line segments, each block giving the
appearance of a truncated four-sided pyramid.  Letters done on Plate III in
capitals are larger than normal Enochian letters in the original of this
plate.
   The following Enochian character is reversed in the original: at row 13,
column 8.

<<Note to the ASCII version:  In the following illustration, Enochian letters
have been replaced by English letter equivalents and the various astrological
symbols have been replaced with the following symbols:

 Aries - 1, Taurus - 2, Gemini - 3, Cancer - 4,  Leo - 5,   Virgo - 6,
 Libra - 7,  Scorpio - 8  Sagittarius - 9, Capricorn - 0, Aquarius - !
 Pisces - @.  Moon - #, Mercury - $, Venus - %, Sun - ^, Mars - &,
 Jupiter - *, Saturn - (.

Spirit - <, Fire - /, Water - \, Air - [, Earth - ].

To distinguish these replacements from intended uses of the simple numbers and
slashes, etc.  Please note the following:

All Enochian letters occur in the center of each "square".  Any number in the
lower quarter of a "square" is simply a number, not an astrological sign.
Diagonal slashes coming in from the corners toward the central section of the
squares are not symbols for fire or water, but simply diagonal lines.  All
astrological symbols are placed in the left or right quarters of the squares,
when elemental symbols are not in those places.>>

   "THE GREAT WATCH-TOWER OF THE SOUTH, ATTRIBUTED TO FIRE."

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: .-. : .-. : .-. : .-. : .-. : .-. : .-. : .-. : .-. : .-. : .-. : .-. :
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.=====.=====.=====.=====.=====.=====.=====.=====.=====.=====.=====.=====.

                                "PLATE VII."}



<<Note to the ASCII version:  In the following illustration, Enochian letters
have been replaced by English letter equivalents and the elemental symbols
have been replaced with the following symbols:

Spirit - <, Fire - /, Water - \, Air - [, Earth - ].

To distinguish these replacements from intended uses of the simple slashes,
etc.  Please note the following:

All Enochian letters occur in the center of each "square".  Diagonal slashes
coming in from the corners toward the central section of the squares are not
symbols for fire or water, but simply diagonal lines.>>

               "THE BLACK CROSS, OR TABLE OF UNION,
                      ATTRIBUTED TO SPIRIT."

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                  : .-. : .-. : .-. : .-. : .-. :
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                  :/ < \:/ < \:/ < \:/ < \:/ < \:
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                  : .-. : .-. : .-. : .-. : .-. :
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                  :-----+-----+-----+-----+-----:
                  :\ < /:\ < /:\ < /:\ < /:\ < /:
                  : .-. : .-. : .-. : .-. : .-. :
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                  : .-. : .-. : .-. : .-. : .-. :
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                  :-----+-----+-----+-----+-----:
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                  : .-. : .-. : .-. : .-. : .-. :
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                  : .-. : .-. : .-. : .-. : .-. :
                  :/ < \:/ < \:/ < \:/ < \:/ < \:
                  .=====.=====.=====.=====.=====.

                                "PLATE VIII."}


   1. Linea Spiritus Sancti gives the Three Holy Names of God of 3, 4, and 5
      letters respectively.
                    MPH.  ARSL.  GAIOL.

   2.  A whorl around the centre of the Tablet gives the name of the Great
       Elemental King, RAAGIOSL [similarly for Air BATAIVAH, for Earth
       ICZHHCAL, for Fire EDLPRNAA].
   3.  The 3 lines of the central cross of Father, Son, and Holy Ghost give
       the names of 6 seniors.  [Thus the 4 tablets hold 24 "elders," as
       stated in he Apocalypse.]  They are drawn of seven letters, each from
       the centre to the sides of the tablet.

                    SAIINOV .
                            : Linea Patris
                    SOAIZNT .
                    LAOAZRP .
                            : Linea Filii
                    LIGDISA .
                    SLGAIOL .
                            : Linea S.S.
                    LSRAHPM .

   These three sets of names rule the whole tablet, and must be invoked before
   specializing in the lesser angles of the sub-elements.
   4.  The Calvary Crosses.
   The name upon the cross read vertically is the name which calls forth the
   powers of the lesser angle.

                    NELAPR (water of water)
                    OLGOTA (air of water)
                    MALADI (earth of water)
                    IAAASD (fire of water)    {235}
   The name read horizontally on the cross is that which compels the evoked
   force to obedience.

                    OMEBB (water of water)
                    AALCO (air of water)
                    OCAAD (earth of water)
                    ATAPA (fire of water)

   5.  Above the bar of the Calvary Cross remain in each case four squares.
       These are allotted to the Kerubim, who must next be invoked.
   They are TDIM
            DIMT
            IMTD
            MTDI, being metatheses of these four letters.  The initial
                  determines the file governed; "e.g." TDIM governs the file
                  which reads T(o)ILVR.  These angels are most mighty and
                  benevolent.  They are ruled by names of God formed by
                  prefixing the appropriate letter from the "black-cross" to
                  their own names.
   6.  Beneath the bar of the Calvary Cross remain 16 squares not yet
       accounted for.  Here, beneath the presidency of the Kerubim, rule four
       mighty and benevolent angels ---
                              INGM
                              LAOC
                              VSSN
                              RVOI

   7.  Triliteral names of demons or elementals are to be formed from these 16
       squares, uniting the two letters on either side of the upright of the
       cross with a letter chosen {236} from the Central Tablet or black
       cross in accordance with rules which will be given in their due place.
       Thus GM
            IN
            OC
            LA
       et cetera, form bases for these triliteral names.
   The following rules explain how the sides of the pyramids of which the
   squares are formed are attributed to the Sephiroth, Planets, Elements, and
   Zodiacal signs.
   1.  Great Central Cross.  This has 36 squares, for the decantes of the
   Zodiac.
   On the left side of the Pyramid, Linea Patris has the Cardinal signs, the
   sign of the Element itself at the top, in the order of Tetragrammaton
   (Fire, Water, Air, Earth) going upwards.
   Linea Filii has the Common signs in the same order.
   Linea S.S. has the Cherubic signs, that of the element on the left, in the
   same order, right to left.
   But the order of the decans in each sign is reverse, and thus the planets
   which fill the right-hand side of the Pyramids go in the first two cases
   downwards, and in the third from left to right.
   The upper sides of the Pyramids are all attributed to the Element of
   Spirit, the lower sides to the Element of the Tablet.
   Each square is also referred to the small card of the Tarot which
   corresponds to the Decan (see 777).
   2.  Calvary Crosses.
   Each has 10 squares.
   The upper sides of the Pyramids are uniformly given to {237} Spirit, the
   lower sides to the Sephiroth, in the order shewn.  The left-hand sides are
   attributed to the element of the Tablet, the right-hand sides to the sub-
   element of the lesser angle.
   3. Kerubic Squares.
   The upper sides pertain to the element of the Tablet, the lower sides to
   the sub-element.  Right-and left-hand sides in this case correspond,
   according to a somewhat complex rule which it is unnecessary to give here.
   The attributions to the Court Cards of the Tarot naturally follow.
   4. Lesser Squares.
   The upper side of each pyramid is governed by the Kerub standing on the
   pile above it.  The lower side is governed by the Kerub also, but in order
   descending as they are from right to left above.  [See angle of Air of
   Water; the Kerubs go Earth, Fire, Water, Air (from the square marked D,
   the fifth from the left in the top rank of the Tablet), and downward the
   lower sides of the squares marked O, D, E, Z go Earth, Fire, Water, Air.]
   The left-hand side refers to the element of the Tablet, the right-hand side
   to the sub-element of the lesser angle.
   5.  The Black Cross of Central Tablet.
   The upper and lower sides are equally attributed to Spirit.
   The left-hand sides to the element of the file, in this order from left to
   right: Spirit, Air, Water, Earth, Fire.
   The right-hand sides to the element of the rank in this order: Air, Water,
   Earth, Fire.

                              IV
   Follows Plate IX. the Alphabet in which all this is written.  It is the
   Alphabet of the Angelic Language.  The {238} invocations which we possess
   in that tongue follow in their due place.
   [It is called also Enochian, as these angels claimed to be those which
   conversed with the "patriarch Enoch" of Jewish fable.]

{Illustration facing page 238 approximated:

   The illustration is a simple table of Enochian letters in large size above
smaller script English letters.  The words "ENOCHIAN" and "ALPHABET" are
enclosed in ornamental frames evocative of wood carvings.  These are each
composed of a rectangular sign board, with a hair line rectangle within and
the word of the sign in that in Half-Uncial capitals.  The sign board carries
semicircular excrescences above and below with carved demi fans of seven
blades.  At the ends of each board there are wedges presented with large end
to the outside and the point end truncated to the board.  These wedges have
quarter fans of four blades.


          <<Note to the ASCII version: In the following diagram, the upper
          letter in each section was originally in Enochian.  Regrettably,
          it is not possible to depict this accurately here.  Conversion
          has been made to English equivalents, however pointless it may
          appear.>>

          .=================.========.=================.
          :                 :        :                 :
          :    ENOCHIAN     :   A    :    ALPHABET     :
          :                 :        :                 :
          :                 :   A    :                 :
          :--------.--------+--------+--------.--------:
          :        :        :        :        :        :
          :   B    :   C    :   D    :   E    :   F    :
          :        :        :        :        :        :
          :   B    :   C    :   D    :   E    :   F    :
          :--------+--------+--------+--------+--------:
          :        :        :        :        :        :
          :   G    :   H    :   J    :   L    :   M    :
          :        :        :        :        :        :
          :   G    :   H    :   J    :   L    :   M    :
          :--------+--------+--------+--------+--------:
          :        :        :        :        :        :
          :   N    :   O    :   P    :   Q    :   R    :
          :        :        :        :        :        :
          :   N    :   O    :   P    :   Q    :   R    :
          :--------+--------+--------+--------+--------:
          :        :        :        :        :        :
          :   S    :   T    :   U    :   X    :   Z    :
          :        :        :        :        :        :
          :   S    :   T    :   U    :   X    :   Z    :
          .========.========.========.========.========.

                          "PLATE IX."}


                               V.
   The Thirty Aethyrs or Aires and their divisions and angels are as follows
[We omit for the present consideration of the parts of the earth to which they
are stated to correspond, and the question of the attributions to the cardinal
points and the Tribes of Israel.  These are duly tabulated in Dee's "Liber
Scientiae, Auxilii, et Victoriae Terrestris."]: ---

NAME OF AIRE.     NAMES OF GOVERNORS.   NUMBERS OF     IN ALL
                                        SERVITORS.
 1.  LIL.      OCCODON    .     .     .   7209.
               PASCOMB    .     .     .   2360:        14,931
               VALGARS    .     .     .   5362.

 2.  ARN.      DOAGNIS    .     .     .   3636.
               PACASNA    .     .     .   2362:        15,960
               DIALIVA    .     .     .   8962.

 3.  ZOM.      SAMAPHA    .     .     .   4400.
               VIROOLI    .     .     .   3660:        17,296
               ANDISPI    .     .     .   9236.

 4.  PAZ.      THOTANF    .     .     .   2360.
               AXZIARG    .     .     .   3000:        11,660
               POTHNIR    .     .     .   6300.

 5.  LIT.      LAZDIXI    .     .     .   8630.
               NOCAMAL    .     .     .   2306:        16,736
               TIARPAX    .     .     .   5802.                 {239}

NAME OF AIRE.     NAMES OF GOVERNORS.   NUMBERS OF     IN ALL
                                        SERVITORS.
 6.  MAZ.      SAXTOMP    .     .     .   3620.
               VAVAAMP    .     .     .   9200:        20,040
               ZIRZIRD    .     .     .   7220.

 7.  DEO.      OBMACAS    .     .     .   6363.
               GENADOL    .     .     .   7706:        20,389
               ASPIAON    .     .     .   6320.

 8.  ZID.      ZAMFRES    .     .     .   4362.
               TODNAON    .     .     .   7236:        13,900
               PRISTAC    .     .     .   2302.

 9.  ZIP.      ODDIORG    .     .     .   9996.
               CRALPIR    .     .     .   3620:        17,846
               DOANZIN    .     .     .   4230.

10.  ZAX.      LEXARPH    .     .     .   8880.
               COMANAN    .     .     .   1230:        11,727
               TABITOM    .     .     .   1617.

   [Note that these 3 names come from the black cross, with the addition of an
L.  This L is one of the 8 reversed letters in the four watchtowers, the other
seven forming the word PARAOAN, "q.v. infra."]

NAME OF AIRE.     NAMES OF GOVERNORS.   NUMBERS OF     IN ALL
                                        SERVITORS.
11.  ICH.      MOLPAND    .     .     .   3472.
               VANARDA    .     .     .   7236:        15,942
               PONODOL    .     .     .   5234.

12.  LOE.      TAPAMAL    .     .     .   2658.
               GEDOONS    .     .     .   7772:        13,821
               AMBRIAL    .     .     .   3391.                {240}

NAME OF AIRE.     NAMES OF GOVERNORS.   NUMBERS OF     IN ALL
                                        SERVITORS.
13.  ZIM.      GECAOND    .     .     .   8111.
               LAPARIN    .     .     .   3360:        15,684
               DOCEPAX    .     .     .   4213.

14.  VTA.      TEDOOND    .     .     .   2673.
               VIVIPOS    .     .     .   9236:        20,139
               OOANAMB    .     .     .   8230.

15.  OXO.      TAHANDO    .     .     .   1367.
               NOCIABI    .     .     .   1367:          4620
               TASTOXO    .     .     .   1886.

16.  LEA.      COCARPT    .     .     .   9920.
               LANACON    .     .     .   9230:        28,390
               SOCHIAL    .     .     .   9240.

17.  TAN.      SIGMORF    .     .     .   7623.
               AYDROPT    .     .     .   7132:        17,386
               TOCARZI    .     .     .   2634.

18.  ZEN.      NABAOMI    .     .     .   2346.
               ZAFASAI    .     .     .   7689:        19,311
               YALPAMB    .     .     .   9276.

19.  POP.      TORZOXI    .     .     .   6236.
               ABAIOND    .     .     .   6732:        15,356
               OMAGRAP    .     .     .   2388.

20.  KHR.      ZILDRON    .     .     .   3626.
               PARZIBA    .     .     .   7629:        14,889
               TOTOCAN    .     .     .   3634.

21.  ASP.      CHIRSPA    .     .     .   5536.
               TOANTOM    .     .     .   5635:        16,929
               VIXPALG    .     .     .   5658.                 {241}

NAME OF AIRE.     NAMES OF GOVERNORS.   NUMBERS OF     IN ALL
                                        SERVITORS.
22.  LIN.      OZIDAIA    .     .     .   2232.
               PARAOAN    .     .     .   2326:          6925
               CALZIRG    .     .     .   2367.

23.  TOR.      RONOAMB    .     .     .   7320.
               ONIZIMP    .     .     .   7262:        21,915
               ZAXANIN    .     .     .   7333.

24.  NIA.      ORCAMIR    .     .     .   8200.
               CHIALPS    .     .     .   8360:        24,796
               SOAGEEL    .     .     .   8236.

25.  VTI.      MIRZIND    .     .     .   5632.
               OBUAORS    .     .     .   6333:        18,201
               RANGLAM    .     .     .   6236.

26.  DES.      POPHAND    .     .     .   9232.
               NIGRANA    .     .     .   3620:        18,489
               BAZCHIM    .     .     .   5637.

27.  ZAA.      SAZIAMI    .     .     .   7220.
               MATHVLA    .     .     .   7560:        22,043
               ORPAMB     .     .     .   7263.

28.  BAG.      LABNIXP    .     .     .   2360.
               FOCISNI    .     .     .   7236:        18,066
               OXLOPAR    .     .     .   8200.

29.  RII.      VASTRIM    .     .     .   9632.
               ODRAXTI    .     .     .   4236:        21,503
               GOMZIAM    .     .     .   7635.                  {242}

NAME OF AIRE.     NAMES OF GOVERNORS.   NUMBERS OF     IN ALL
                                        SERVITORS.
30.  TEX.      TAONGLA    .     .     .   4632.
               GEMNIMB    .     .     .   9636:        27,532
               ADVORPT    .     .     .   7632:
               DOZINAL    .     .     .   5632.

   Plate X shows us the names of these governors in the four Watch-Towers.
Compare with Plate III.
   Note that the sigil of each Governor is unique; the four sigils at the
corners of Plate X. without the great square are those of the four great
Elemental Kings: ---
                    Air    Tahaoeloj.
                    Water  Thahebyobeeatan.
                    Earth  Thahaaotahe.
                    Fire   Ohooohaatan.

{243}

{Illustration opposite page 243 approximated:

   In order to display, the illustration has been cut into two vertically.
The center column has been copied to the right of the first part AND to the
left of the second part --- this row of arrows is only present once in the
original illustration.  All broken lines should be connected.  Each sigil is
unbroken in the original, except the arrow sigils marked 30 and 28 have dashed
segments.

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                 "PLATE    X."}










                         APOLLO BESTOWS THE VIOLIN

                           A STORY FOR THE STAGE

                                     I

THE pastureland reached from the border of the olives and figs that garlanded
the village to the upper slopes of the mountain, whose tumbled rocks, fire-
scarred, frowned the menace of eternal sterility, the Universe against
struggling man.
   It was not often the Daphnis led his goats too far toward the crags, for
the plain was green and gracious.  Only in one spot was the sward broken.
There did mosses and flowers, yellow, blue, and white, cover a mound as soft
and firm as a maiden's breast.
   Daphnis, true child, loved to make believe that this mound was sacred to
some nymph.  He would never invade the circle, or allow his goats to wander on
it.  But he would take his flute and invoke the nymph, or express the faint
stirrings of manhood in his boyish breast by some such simple song as this:
---
               "Goats of mine, give ear, give ear!
                Shun this mound for food or frolic!
                Heaven is open; gods are near
                To my musings melancholic.
                Spring upon the earth begets
                Daffodils and violets.

                Here it was maybe that Zeus
                With his favourite took his pleasure;
                Here maybe the Satyrs use
                With the nymphs tread a measure.
                Let no wanton foot distress
                This encircled loveliness!     {244}

                Oh, some destined nymph may deign
                Through the lilies to come gliding,
                Snatch from earth the choral swain,
                Hold him in her breast in hiding!
                See, they stir.  It is the wind:
                Of my case they have no mind."

   Thus lamenting and complaining the days found him, a monotony pastoral
whose cycle was but peace.
   But on the day of the summer solstice, as he plainted with the old refrain,
the lilies stirred more violently; and the day was windless.  Also it seemed
to him as if a faint mist inhabited their midst.  And he sang: ---
               "Mist, is this the fairy veil
                Of the bright one that's for me?
                Too phantastic, false and frail,
                See, it melts to vanity!"

   Yet was he eagerly afoot with curiosity, for now the mist rose in fiercer
puffs, and little jets of flame spurted and sparkled amid the lilies: ---
               "Is the earth herself (he sang) that breathes
                In the bosom of the flowers?
                Is it fatal fire that seethes
                From the heart of hateful powers?"

   And the tumult of the mound increasing ever, he went forward a step toward
the circle; yet again his self-set fear caught him, and he drew back --- yet
again his eagerness lured him.  In the end, reality conquered imagination; he
advanced delicately up the knoll.
   Like the nipple of a breast, earth protruded, red, puckered, fissured.
This Daphnis saw as he broke through the tall lilies.  From its centre jetted
the dusky, rose-red mist.  As he thrust forward his arms to divide the
flowers, the breeze caught a curl of smoke and mixed it with his breath.
   His head went back: he half choked.  Then a strangled cry broke from him,
turning to wild laughter.  His limbs {245} caught the craze.  He leapt and
twirled and pirouetted like one stung by a tarantula: and all the while
meaningless cries issued from his throat.
   The nearer he approached the nipple the more fantastic were his antics, the
more strident his laughter.
   Now at the foot of the mound appeared a company of merchants and slaves
journeying in caravan.  All these, attracted from their path by the unwonted
sounds, beheld him thus dancing.  The whisper went round:  "He is possessed of
the spirit of some God," and they all fell upon their faces and worshipped.
   Then followed the wonder of all; for at high noon was the sun wrapped in
blackness of eclipse.  In the gathering darkness and the strange shadows
Daphnis still leapt and laughed; but as the sun was wholly swallowed by the
dragon, he gave one supreme shriek, and fell exhausted.

                                    II
   That which had been a mound of flowers was hidden deep beneath a floor of
marble, translucent as mother-of-pearl.  Along each side four elephants of
obsidian, crouching, did homage to the central object of the hall, a slim
tripod of silver, and on their backs eight pillars of porphyry were swathed
with pythons of gold and black.  These supported the dome, which glittered
with lapis-lazuli.  The shape of the temple was that of a fish or vesica, and
nowhere was there any cross or tau to be seen.
   Beneath the tripod a circular hole in the marble admitted the dusky vapours
which two centuries before had filled Daphnis with enthusiasm.
   Beyond and between each elephant stood five priestesses in white robes,
their faces wrapped closely even to the eyes, lest the fumes should cause them
to fall into trance.  Each of these held in her hand a torch filled with oil
pressed from {246} the sacred olives that grew in the groves of the temple,
and each was blind and deaf from too long continuance in the shrine whose
glory was so dazzling and whose music so intense.  Each might have been a
statue of snow at some antique revery of a Tsar.
   Beyond the last of these, where the temple narrowed, was a shrine hidden,
for from the roof hung a veil of purple, on which were written in golden
letters the names and titles of Apollo.
   It was the hour of worship; with uplifted hands a bearded priest in a
voluminous robe of azure and gold cried aloud the invocations.  He stood
beyond the tripod, his face toward the shrine.

               "Hail to the Lord of the Sun!
                Mystic, magnificent one!
                Who shall contend with him?  None.
                Hail to the Lord of the Sun!

                Hail to the Lord of the Bow!
                He hath chosen an arrow, and lo!
                Shall any avail with him?  No!
                Hail to the Lord of the Bow!"

And then turning towards the tripod: ---

               "Hail to the Lord of the Lyre!
                Diviner of death and desire,
                Prophetic of favour and fire,
                Hail to the Lord of the Lyre!"

   With this he turned again and went up to the veil, prostrating himself
seven times.  Then again he turned and came to the tripod and sang: ---

               "Prophetess, pythoness, hear!
                Child of Apollo, descend!
                Smooth from the soul of the sphere
                Of the sun, be upon us, befriend!
                In the soothsaying smoke of the hollow
                Do thou and thine oracle follow
                The word and the will of Apollo!"

   So saying, he cast incense upon the opening beneath the tripod, and retired
into the shrine.  As the smoke cleared, there was found seated upon the tripod
a maiden in a close {247} fitting dress of crimson silk broidered with gold.
Her masses of black hair, caught at the crown with a fillet of crimson and
gold, fell heavily around her.  She bore a lyre in her hands.  Her eyes were
wild and fierce, and she sniffed up the vapours of the cavern with awesome
ardour.  Feebly at first, afterwards frenetically, she plucked at the strings.
   Hardly a minute --- a string snapped; the whole music jarred; and the
priest ran from the shrine, shrieking "Apollo!  Apollo!  Veil your faces!
Apollo hath descended."  Himself he flung upon the marble before the tripod.
There was a noise as of thunder; the veil was swept open as by a whirlwind,
and Apollo, one flame of gold, entered the temple.  As he passed, the
priestesses fell dead and their torches were extinct.  But a ray of glory from
above, a monstrance to the God, followed him.  Slowly and majestically he
moved to the tripod.  In his hands he bore an instrument of wood, of
unfamiliar shape.  Music of triumph and of glory answered his paces.
   To the pythoness he advanced, thus dancing.  He took the lyre from her
hands and broke it.  She stared, entranced.  He put the strange instrument
into her hands and, drawing down her head, pressed his lips to her forehead.
Then he breathed lightly on her hands.  Darkness fell, and lightnings rent it;
thunders answered them.  Apollo was gone.  After the thunder the temple was
filled with rosy radiance.  The old priest, still prone, raised and let fall
his hands, in mechanical imitation of the signs of invocation.  Obedient, the
pythoness began to play upon the instrument given of the God, and the temple
shuddered at sounds so ethereal, so soul shaking, so divine.  A greater music
had been given to the world.
  She ended.  The old priest rose unsteadily to his feet, crying: "Apollo!
Apollo!" staggered, and fell dead before the tripod.
                     The light went out.

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                            DIANA OF THE INLET

                                    BY

                        KATHARINE SUSANNAH PRICHARD

                            Far already thy wild eyes
               Unlock my heart-strings as some crystal shaft
               Reveals by some chance blaze its parent fount
               After long time, so thou reveal'st my soul.
                                                        BROWNING.







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 DIANA OF THE INLET<<WEH NOTE:  This story may have begun for Crowley the
conception of the Moon Child and its method of production later elaborated
in his novel "The Butterfly Net", subsequently retitled "The Moon Child".>>

                                 CHAPTER I

IT was said that the man who lived alone on the Inlet shore was mad.  He lived
like a hermit -- fished and snared wildfowl for food, sometimes bartering a
wild bees' hive, a platypus skin, or a lyre-bird's tail with the islanders or
Inlet folk, for a bag of flour or some sail-cloth.
   His hut, built of bark and saplings, was on an arm of earth thrown between
the Inlet and the roaring Pacific.  Wild waters besieged its bold outer shore,
but within its embrace the Inlet lay calm as in a basin, sometimes azure,
sometimes silver.
   Old Mary Mahill knew his story.  Moth'r Mary, all the Inlet people called
her, for she mothered every ill-used creature, forlorn child or sick cow, in
the country-side.
   A barque had been blown on the bar in a gale some years before.  The Inlet
fishermen had rescued one gaunt, white-skinned man from the wreck.  He was
unconscious, almost lifeless, when they snatched him from the sea.  They
tended him with kindly sympathy.  Moth'r Mary, herself, nursed him through
long months of illness -- weeks when he lay tossing {251} in high fever,
wearying night and day with delirious ravings -- the cries of a soul in its
agony.
   "God!  God!  If there be a god -- . . .  Where art Thou -- God? . . . There
is no god."  Always came the same deep, final groan.
   Ceaselessly that plaint arose.  Its anguish, smiting the starless night,
startled the fishermen and the sleeping sea-birds on the midnight sea.  It
greeted the dawn -- a monotonous wailing, vague and clamorous.  For long he
suffered, and the old woman watched and tended.  The feverish energy subsided,
deep lethargy seized his exhausted body.  Not till the spring, till the
awakening merriment of birds and earthy life sent a responsive thrill through
sentient nature, did it move.  Great-limbed and pallid, with nerveless
skeleton body and cavernous eyes, he gazed upon the sunlit young earth and
sun-blue sea, uncomprehending.
   He grew like a strong animal.  In the clear airs, the open life, his limbs
filled and became firm.  Knowledge of the wild life, the wild creatures of the
forest and sea, came to him intuitively.  In strength and stature he was
before long the finest man on the Inlet shores.  But his mind had sustained a
shock, and the past was a great blank to him.  He went to live alone in an
isolated cove of the Inlet.  The country-folk thought he was mad, because of
the strange and silent life he chose to lead.  All that they knew of him was
a name; and that was engraved on a ring which had fallen from his finger while
he was ill.
   Michael Greig!
   I recognized it with amazement.  I had heard it sounded in the world of
thoughtful men as that of a genius --- radiant {252} as the morning star -- a
man who had leapt into the arena of thought, and stood as it were on a dais,
an orator with the flush of youth on his high brows.
   His had been an enthusiastic war of words.  His argument dredged modern
science of the essences of superstition, and yet he used the spiritual
hypothesis, the ancient faith, with the reverential simplicity that early
association had imbued.  The beautiful myth was a halo bound round the brows
of his dead mother.  The patriarchs of Learning, the magi of knowledge, with
incredulity and amaze paid him homage.  Wonderment gave place to admiration
and applause.  The laurels of scholarship were pressed upon him.  For awhile
the gate to an immortal fame was ajar.  "A youthful daring spirit of
invention, stimulated by the discoveries of science to take its flight to new
and hitherto inaccessible regions," had been written of him.
   A recluse, Michael Greig immured himself from the world, that wolfish
hunger after knowledge quenching all impulses but one to push beyond.  His
soul struggled in the solitude of a lonely life, thought its wings moved in
the serene atmosphere of pure philosophy.  Lost in a maze of speculations, in
lofty abstractions, his brain grew dizzy.  "The consciousness of the
limitations of man, that sense of an open Secret -- which he cannot penetrate
-- in which is the essence of religion," probed his faculties, dragging them
earthwards.  He was impressed with the futility of toiling thought -- the
inscrutability of the Infinite to the Finite.  In a chaos of thought, frenzied
with doubt and despair, he cried to the world -- that lay with ears a-gape to
hear him,
   "I know nothing -- nothing!" {253}
   And the world with resentful censure proclaimed him a charlatan.
   Meteor-like, had Michael Greig flashed through the scientific sphere and
fallen in to obscurity.  Abuse engulfed him, and in an overwhelming wave of
antagonism the man was lost.
   But here I had found him.
   He had found a sanctuary in the South, the south beyond the most southerly
mountains of Australia; over the ranges of heavily-timbered mountains, which
the driving winds shroud in clouds.
   There in the Spring is an El Dorado of vegetable gold.
   Lavish outspread beauty, wild and rare stretches everywhere, gold, gold,
the gold of wattle and gorse.  Gold is on the horizon, the dusty road just
edging through it.  A cloth of gold covers the green-swarded plains.  The
spirit of tranquility broods over it.  Fecund and vernal it is as the
"unfooted plains of Archady," where roamed the herds of Pan.
   From the blue spurs of the Hills the plains stretch: long, irriguous,
flower-lapped plains, verging on the margent of the sea.  On the West the
Inlet water creeps into a hollow of the land.  The bold outline of the
Promontory extends to the outer ocean along its Western side.
   The forests are dense.  The outskirts of hazelwood make the air redolent of
its musky fragrance.  The wayside is bright with flowers -- heaths, white and
scarlet, thrusting speary points through the sombre-tinted bracken.  Red
fuchsias droop in the bending green; purple sarsaparilla and yellow wild-pea
cast vines along the ground encircling the fallen timber.  Every variety of
acacia makes the shadowy recesses lambent {254} with blossom.  Over a stony
creek the light woods are laden with a down of creamy flowers.  The creek,
swollen with plentiful rain, mirrors their drooping shades and the blue patch
of sky with its flying scud of clouds.  Thin wreaths of smoke curl from
smouldering fires in the timber.  {255}







                                CHAPTER II

NEXT day on the Inlet shores I sought and found my fugitive from the world of
thought -- the man whom the country folk called the madman of the Inlet.
   He was a strange being, with splendid barbarian strength of hairy breast
and half naked limb.  His was the figure of a noble savage, and I realized
that he was mad only in that he had gone back several decades in his way of
life, and that his memory had suffered an eclipse.  He had reverted almost
wholly to the being of primitive senses.  He was again the sensitized clay,
in the place of that electric dust which is our modern composition.  His soul
gazed through the sightless orbs of reason, on a primitive earth.  That great
lonely mind, thrown out upon the world, "saw God in clouds, and heard him in
the winds."
   We fraternized.
   One day I tried to stir his memory.  We sprawled on a spit of sand.  The
blue waters of the Inlet spat petulantly on the sea edge.
   "Much learning hath made thee mad," I quoted softly.
   "I remember an altitude," he answered me, gravely, after some pause, "where
my blood froze.  Here life glows within me.  There is no cold where the sun
is."
   I drew his memory gently across the path of the past.  It {256} was strewn
with thorns whose sharp points pricked faint recollection with darting
thoughts.
   "There was a lark," he said, "that lost his song among the clouds, and
broke his wings against the sky.  There was a man who strode among the stars.
He fell.  Maimed, he spent the rest of his days in the fields of idle
wandering.  He was a madman."
   "And now, my Hermit?"  I asked quietly.  "Would he return?"
   "Why should I leave this place?" he demanded impetuously, "leave the wild
heavens and the sea, the mountains and the forestry?  Their life ebbs and
flows with the tide of the soul.  I love the wild things, the clouds, the
winds, and the sea-birds.  In the morning the wild swans rise.  You hear them
drag the water as they move, see the flash of silver spray.  They stretch
their long necks as they fly, and the white tips of their outstretched wings
shine against the pure morning sky.  At night under the shadow of the moon
they drift with shrill melancholy piping.  All night they wail from their
breeding beds on the sheltered shore.  The mists creep in from the mainland.
The moonlight shines on the water, the waves break in liquid silver.  The
gulls and gannets with wild unrest startle their mates, and the wind, leaving
the sea hushed, sighs up among the landward trees."
   His voice fell into silence.  The golden sand at our feet was fretted with
foam.  The tussocky grass about us hissed in the wind.
   "Paugh!" spake the Hermit with a strong man's contempt.  "Do I want the
cities of the world?  They are plague spots -- filthy and reeking of men's
vices.  Men and women?  Content {257} among the muck-heaps, they are born and
die, calling the space between, Life.
   "What do I want with men?" he added, fiercely.  "They are loathsome.  With
women?  They are emptiness, ephemera of false light.  They live and die like
gnats in the glare of a day."
   The Hermit laughed harshly.
   "The whole world is mad! mad! mad!" he continued, "grinding and toiling,
seeking and soiling, with its scanty breath, giving birth and dying futilely,
because it has lost the way of Life.  Here in the solitude is serenity.  I
live.  Leave me this world of sunlight, the sea, the golden sands and clouded
skies.  The mistress of it all I adore.  Her breath it is that sways the sea
and the tree-tops, and scatters the stars.  Her spirit possesses me.  It has
murmured to me through space and time."
   "Ah, I called the moon Diane," he whispered to me, "and worshipped her.  My
love for her is like the wind beating along the sea-shore.  But it never
reaches her.  I long the more infinitely."
   "Diane!" he called softly, with tenderly love-lit eyes, and outstretched
arms.  The mellow voice dropped.  The throbbing rhythm of it had palpitated
with a profound emotion.
   "I will tell you!" he said again, with a rush of worlds.  "No one has ever
known before.  One night she came to me.  Clouds were tossed about the moon.
Sea-breakers broke with a moaning roar on the Inlet bar.  The foam sprang
high.  Sea-weeds and drift-wood swirled about the edge of the sea.  The heavy
waves boomed dully along the sands of the Ninety Mile Beach.  I heard her cry
in the wind.  It was fainter and {258} wilder than a wild swan's winging
homeward in the twilight.  The waves threw her high on the shelly strand.  She
was cold, almost lifeless.  I gathered her into my arms.  Her limbs were
white, like the gleaming breast of a gull, her hair black as a cloud, dripping
with sea-water.  Chaste she was in her stillness, and holy.  Moaning, I held
her body against my breast.  All night long, chill and motionless, she lay in
my arms.  In the dawning her eyelids quivered.  She cried.  I murmured words
of tenderness, that the wind and the sea had taught me to woo her with, in the
days when I dreamed and waited her coming.
   "'Diane! Diane!' I called her softly, the wild love throbbing in my throat.
   "She trembled.  Fear shrouded her eyes.
   "'Diane!' I prayed.  Then sweet contentment filled those beauteous eyes.
She was no longer afraid.  She clung to me, and slept against my breast.
   "We lived here joyously, with laughter, and tears that were the dew of
happiness, lived as the birds and flowers do.  We chased the rills to their
springs in the mountains.
   "A creek came down from the hills.  We loved him.  His life was a merry one
in the early year.  From a recess in the blue depths of the hills, he sprang.
A lucid pool in the green moss-bosom of his mother earth, he lay.  The deep
shadows of a fern dell sequestered his birth.  The latticed roof of his
fragrant cradle was myrtle and dog-wood and hazel, tall tree-ferns, blue-
tinted sapling gums, and mimosa.  Lulled by the low-dropping note of the bell-
birds, the whispering winds in the high mountain crags and ravines awakened
him.  He began to wander.  Stray sunlight lit golden upon him.  Through {259}
bowering trees he caught a glimpse of the blue sky above, and a tossed
cloudlet.  He began to sing as he wound through the shadows.  He murmured
against his sides.  Radiant and green they were, with meadow fringes of
tasselled grass, and yellow-eyed daisies.  He mirrored mid-heaven, azure blue.
The witchery of wattles encompassed him.  Golden-haired like aiads, in the
cool recesses, they flung seductive arms about him.  Their fragrant presence
perfumed the breeze that fanned him.  Laughing sleepily, he lay in their
caress, wrapt in golden sunshine.  The birds in the cool of the bank whistled
and warbled, merrily love-making.  Silver-bellied minnows, darting on sandy
shallows, blew strings of airy pearls.  A platypus moved his solitary way in
the shadow.
   "For miles the creek ran through arcades of waving woodland, with lulling
charm of soft, low singing, and she and I went with him.  At night-fall we all
three came to the sea.  The ascending star radiantly lit the sky.  The great
hungry heart of the sea yearned for the river.  And I -- I yearned for the
lips of my love."  The voice went out of him throbbed with a great emotion.
   "So passed a time of perfect happiness -- so we lived in Eden.  But one day
she ran to me with sobbing cries.
   "'I must leave you, Tenderness!' she cried piteously; 'must leave you.
Remembrance has come, and with it a voice of duty.  I thought I had passed
the portal of life when the gods sent me to you, but it is not so.  I live --
and must go to my people.'
   "'I held her fast in my arms, and vowed that the gods should not part us.'
   "'My gods will part us,' she told me with pitiful eyes.  {260} 'They would
make thee kempt and shaven, Tenderness,' she cried.
         .       .       .       .       .       .       .
   "She is gone! she is gone!" moaned the Hermit.
   "Sh!"  He started.  A wild swan wailed from a distant cove.
   "Is she calling me, or is it only memory repeating her tones, 'Tenderness!
Tenderness!' Diane -- my soul!"
   He stretched his arms to the silver moon, as she swam over the hummocks
into the pale sky.  {261}






                                CHAPTER III

I IDLED the long summer away with my Hermit.
   There was love of men between us.  He held my heart with the philosophy and
poetry of his madness.  Our communion of soul and mind was thought itself
speaking.
   "There was a fire at the end of the summer," he told me.  "The blue haze of
smoke touched the far-out sea.  The heart of the forest was still when we, she
and I, walked there in the heat of the day.  The blue breath had crept to its
inmost recesses.  The air was sultry with fire.  The life of the forest was
under its spell -- the leaves listless, insects sleepily chirring, the birds
unheard.  In the silence the presaging moan of the fire, hungry for the green
world that lay before it, came.  It had ravished the ridges.  The billowing
black smoke swept over the forest.  Wreaths of flame leapt higher than the
tree-tops.  A terrible head beat against our bodies.  She caught at my hand.
   "'Let us go to the boat, Tenderness,' she cried.  Her beautiful wide eyes
were filled with apprehension.  She clung to me in fear."
   The man's throat throbbed with the slow music of his voice, for remembrance
had with it a troubled sweetness.
   "'Come!  Come!' she urged.  I could not move, for the passion of love in
me, as I held her, swallowed up fear.  She {262} drew me with gentle hands.
The flames were breaking into our thicket of ferns and mimosa.  We came to the
beach.  Our boat was heavy and flat-bottomed -- an old fisherman's craft.
Diane drove the white goats into it, at one end.  The wind filled its brown
sail, and we moved out into the silver breast of the Inlet.  There we watched
the fire -- billows of flame that leapt in a glory from the leafage -- fire
clinging and swaying -- loose fragments that flashed and melted mysteriously,
in the heavy dusk of smoke, with showering sparks.  I was Parsee and
worshipping.  She was afraid.
   "'Is it that the Gods are angry with us?  Is it a messenger they send to
take me away from you?' she cried.  Her beautiful wondering eyes kept my face
prayerfully.
   "'No!' I told her.  'Fire is the All-mighty, the men of old called it life.
Does it not speak to you of power infinite and god-like, Beloved?'"
   The massive frame trembled with the intensity of his mood.
   "Like children, close breathing together with worship and wonder, we
watched.  The smoke crept out to us, bearing its harsh smell of burning
leaves.
   "Birds dropped in the boat.  Diane loved the birds.  They were her
musicians of the woodland.  Burnt and bruised, with tremulous beating wings,
they died in her hands.  She smoothed their ruffled wings, holding them to her
face with sorrowing love-words.  I had been looking towards the shore, and
found her with her lap filled with soft dead bodies.  Her tears were falling
over them.
   "'They sang and were happy!' she said.  She was aching with the cruel
horror of the fire to her beautiful innocents of earth. {263}
   "'Who told me a God careth for his creatures?' she lamented.  'See, they
are panting and hurt, Tenderness!'
   "I comforted her.
   "'Look at its beauty!  Watch with me!'  I said, pointing to the fire.  She
pressed the feathered bodies to her breast in love and grief.
   "The fire displayed itself against a pall of smoke, excrescent green leaves
of the young gums, burning silver and phosphorescent.  Javelins of flame
quivered and chased.  The incense of burning filled the air.  Ah! the majesty
and mystery of Fire.  All night we watched, making no sound.  Only the waves
lapping under the boat, and the drift of the wind in the sails, spake.  Once
Diane whispered low, and quick, and soft, that our hut would burn.  Our eyes
searched the distant shore.  The glare of the fire enwrapped us.  We could
discern nothing in it.  High up, the ranges dark with smoke, the red columns
of smouldering trees, struck against the sky.  The sea smell, and the cool of
the Inlet tides moving gently, refreshed us.  Towards dawn she slept, with her
head on her arms at my feet."
   "Diane!"
   The word went out of the man with a deep unfathomable intonation.
   "My soul dreaming," he continued, "I kept hand to the helm, and day came.
Distant and hazy shores hung on the sea.  Smoke, shiftless and blue, drifted
along the horizon of the sea and sky.  Dim and still the mystic line, like a
pencilled veto, stretched.  In its desolation the forest faced us, charred and
smouldering, all the slender-limbed youth of the greenwood.  The giants and
patriarchs of yesterday were {264} blackened and fallen.  Here and there a
warrior scathed but alive outstood, his embattling arms stripped of greenery,
of tangled ferns and sweet-scented bushes that had clung about his trunk.  Not
a flower, not a sound of a living creature.  In its clearing our hut remained,
the sentinel trees dead about it.  It seemed to have won through much
suffering, and stood with an air of mute homeness for us.  Our hearts went out
to it, the bark dwelling of our love.  She saw, and the joy of her learning
lit my soul.  I caught her to my breast.
   "'The Gods do love us!' she exclaimed in gladness.
   "The creek was crying plaintively.  At noon the wind dropped.  Afterwards,
the noise of thunder rattled and echoed among the hills.  It wailed away, with
a moaning sob; then awoke again in shattering crashes --- a wild beast's angry
fury, sounding long, and dull, and dead, as it sank muttering among the
valleys.  Far over the plains the storm swept.  The thunderbolts, snapping,
shook the foundations of the hills.  The earth trembled.  The voices of earth
were mute.  The thunder broke again and again from its remote rest, muttering,
than breaking in impotent clashing, making forests and hills and valleys
quake.
   "The rain came, shrouding the purple and heavy blue of the hills in mist.
At evening the mists lifted.  Sunshine gleamed on the rain-wet world.  A cloud
curled and gathered and hung in the western sky, a white radiant cumulus, with
long shaded lines and drifting gulfs of shadow, corrymbi, and fields of snow.
The sun lit golden on its spotless edges.  In the night-darkness, heavy and
thunderous still, in huge shapeless masses this cloud lay.  The lightning
played against it, revealing mountainous shadows.  Spasms of brilliance lit
the {265} dark hills, limning each tree and leaflet.  The flashes circled the
plains and lay out on the cold still sea.  Gaps of glory they made among the
silent trees, splashes of radiance in the barren blackness.  Daggers of light
touched forest and sea in a flash.  Through the shallow pools of fresh rain-
water, mirroring scattered stars, they darted.  Then all was ended, of storm
and fire.  The globe of a silver moon swung serene in a cloudless sky."
   There is a marsh near the Inlet where the stillness of death reigns.  A
stream winds somnolently into it, and drifts to sleep among the water-weeds.
The reflection of the blue sky lies in it.  We went there together, the Hermit
and I.  He was in rough, sombre mood.
   "She said a nymph slept down there," he told me, his voice vibrant.  "A
nymph asleep as women are without love.  She used to stoop over those damp
edges, staining her white skin with the stagnant waters, to sing and whisper
mysterious things of the man-god who would come and catch up the dreamer from
her trance, and bear her away.  In the summer, at the end of the year, the
marsh was dry, the nymph gone.  Diane said that she had gone away with her
lover.  The nymph returns with Autumn.  She sleeps all the winters, and
springs, and in the summer she leaves with her lover again.  The seasons
return, but my Love comes not back."
   His deep melancholy voice ceased; and he strode hurriedly away.
   Peering into the green, slimy depths, I saw in fancy the dreaming nymph,
the shadow of her eyes, the ripple of her mouth.  She lies with white arms
up-thrown.  Her drifting hair waves with the sleepy river movement.  Sun
jewels {266} sparkle in it.  The edges of her blue garments crinkle over the
marsh.  Meadow-weeds broider her robes, green and golden, as she sleeps all
the autumns and winters and springs.  The fringes of it glisten with
workmanship of water-flowers.  There is a sheen of green-spun foam motionless
upon it.  Seed-mosses have woven her a light veiling.  Yellow marsh-marigolds
with their daisy eyes a-stare stretch in a girdle to the water's edge.  They
have twined in her dusky hair, with the white star-flowers that shine there.
Sometimes she sings in her sleep, dreamy lilting murmurs that drop and flow
faintly.  The sighing weeds echo the tremulous strain.  Over the brilliance of
the waste sometimes a sea bird wings.  Sky and stream are vivid with the glory
of the flowers, and the golden sunlight.



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                                CHAPTER IV

FRAGMENTARY threads of gossip were rife about this Diane of the Inlet.  No one
knew whence she came -- whither she disappeared.  Moth'r Mary constantly
affirmed that she was a witch!  I laughed to think that serious belief in the
black arts was not dead, but found that several old people in this beautiful
wilderness of the world clung to ancient superstitions and remnants of folk-
lore.
   Some fishermen, driven by a fresh breeze to a far corner of the Inlet, had
seen a shadowy figure beside the man's on the distant beach.  They had heard
weird laughter, and the notes of a siren-song softly borne on the wind.  Their
sails had flapped helplessly in the wind as they tried to turn.  They had
tacked in the treacherous shallows on the further shore.  Until night-fall
they struggled vainly.  Presently the singing ceased, and behold! the wind at
once filled the sails and the smacks crept quietly into the broader swell.
The fishermen told their story in the township, and the crones decided that
witchery had been used.
   A settler's boy, driving home his straying cattle through the marshes in
mid-summer, had seen the white reflection of a woman's form in a dark pool of
water.  Voices came through the trees.  It was a mangrove and ti-tree scrub,
wreathed with the climbing and trailing vies of creepers.  Over the reedy,
{268} cress-grown, deep-shadowed, still waters, gauzy-winged insects spawned.
The air was thick with them.  The sun shone in shafted light on their
iridescent wings.  Only the wind and the sunlight and these light-winged
creatures of air had ever pierced its depths of vaporous shadow.  But the boy
had seen the tall figure of the Inlet madman among the trees, seen also a
reflection of whiteness and floating hair, in the dark pool beside him.  He
had heard flute-like laughter, its echoing melody in the leafy stillness, and
a deep-throated answer.  On the outskirts of the marsh, by the beaten narrow
track, the half-scared youngster lay in ambush.  He had heard the tinkling
cattle-bells grow faint in the distance.  Then, escaping from the hidden lair,
he ran away with the tale.
   In the evening, old men foregathered on the verandah of the "Ship Inn."
Heads nodded.  Tongues wagged wisely.  Mysterious tales of sorcery and the
like went round.  They conjectured that the madman had dealings with the Evil
One.  This was the reason of his misfortunes.  The witch-woman was, therefore,
an emissary of the Devil, they concluded.
   An old wood-cutter told me his version of the mystery, with professed
dissent from the popular notion.  He and some mates had been marking trees in
a distant part of the forest and saw a strange spectacle.
   A woman all wreathed in flowers, bare-armed and bare-footed, was enthroned
on the stump of a tree.  In her tangled dusky hair showery clematis was woven.
The Hermit lay at her feet, a trailing garland in his hands, his eyes
upraised.  In the silence a branch of hazel-wood snapped.  Like a startled
wild creature the woman fled.  With swift, naked feet, her flower draperies
trailing, she vanished down the long forest {269} aisle.  The man sprang to
his feet, face to face with the surprised intruders.  He stood, wild, fierce-
eyed, like a lion at bay.  His powerful limbs were quivering with passionate
strength.  Mute and sheepish, the wood-cutter and his mates slunk away down
the hill-side.
   Wandering high up the range, I sought the scene of this idyll.  The
mountains rose like a wall from the green of the bush tree-tops.  There were
depths and depths in their blue recesses.  The slope of a timbered spur stood
on the verge of a great forest.  Through dim arcades of the forest I passed.
The primeval majesty, the immensity, of the silent tree-world worked within
me.  There were patriarchal monarchs of the green-wood, giants of strength and
lusty leafage, young trees in their slim, vigorous youth.  Maenads, with
rugged bark flying from glistening naked limbs, tossed their fragrant foliage.
   Dead trees with up-raised ghostly arms dolorously wailed a miserere to the
blue sky.
   The hill-path grew steeper, the trees taller.  The mountain gums were like
columns of living marble, shining white in the green forest depths.  Sometimes
their whiteness was splashed with ochre, seamed with coral, stained steely
blue.  Through a track that was an alley of sweet-smelling flowering shrubs I
went.
   Restless torrents tossed between the hills, cascading silvery in blue
depths of mist.  I crept through the dewy fern groves -- moist and heated,
smelling of life in the fertile mould, through damp ferny coverts of flowers.
In the long forest aisles tall waving fern-fans shut away the light.  I passed
like a pilgrim, worshipping each fresh phase of the way, and found the shrine.
{270}
   Giant Eucalypts ranged about a grassy glade were the columns of this
woodland temple.  A high vaulted pavilion of leaves lifted and drifted in the
winds, showing the blue of mid-heaven.  Musks and hazel-woods thronged.
Mimosas entirely golden with massy down of blossoms, and acacias in every hue
of yellow, hedged about it.
   Fern-fans waved against the light.  Uncurling fronds of ferny undergrowth,
golden-brown and chrysoprase, spread among the grasses.  Clematis lay like
snow among the threes, drooping in pendulous masses, casting starry trails to
weave and twine over the bushes.  The vines of the purple sarsaparilla ran in
festoons, and wound about the stately columns of the gums.  At their bases
delicate shoots sprang in a thicket of pale blue foliage.  Near one end of the
screening leafage was the natural altar, a gray, hewn tree-stump.  Shafted
sunlight played over the grassy lawn.  Flights of butterflies fluttered from
the shrubs.
   I flung myself into the deep fragrant grasses and pondered.  There is a
mysterious spell in the lonely stillness and beauty of the forest hills.  The
air, with its mingled musky aroma of trees, its wild, heavy fragrance of
flowers, is narcotic.  One drifts into a hazy dreamland of imagination.  The
bird-music swells, the singing and sighing of sweet notes, merry roulades, the
long, quivering, tender breaths of sound.  Throbbing exultant tremolos,
warbling, whispering, and lonely sobbing notes, bouts of gusty merriment,
rise and fall distantly on the enchanted air.  A shrike's rippled call comes
gaily from the misty gullies.  White wings sail across the tree-spaces.  From
under a dewy fern the bell-bird's mellow, liquid note drops falteringly. {271}
   With half-closed eye I looked up at the gray tree stump, the woodland
altar.  And I saw, in fancy, a flower-wreathed woman, with shadowy hair,
garlanded with starry clematis, serving as priestess before it, and the figure
of a strong man who worshipped.
   In this wilderness of deep green forest and sapphire Inlet, Spring made
sanctuary.  What an Eden it was in its exquisite loveliness and solitude!  Two
renegade souls of our modern time had made Eden of it.  He was the Adam,
purged of memory, she the Eve, "new-waked" to woman's primitive innocence and
purity.
   But the day of their happiness was ended.
   "Happiness is the mirage of Life's Desert," I told myself.
   Twilight was creeping along the vistas of the forest.

   Moth'r Mary told me a story as she clattered backwards and forwards from
the well in the gloaming.  The old woman, with her stooping figure, short
rough skirts, folded shawl and sun-bonnet, had an old-world simplicity.  The
spring water splashed over her pails.  The clanking and jarring of her
industrious occupation, the clomping of her hob-nailed boots, accompanied the
vigorous recitative.  Her tongue ever wagged lustily as she worked.
   I hardly heeded the story as I watched the workings of the sunset.  The
great wall of the forest overhung us.  Impenetrable,the green depths faced me,
and climbed up the range.  Slim white trunks stemmed the darkness.  The sun
had set in an abandon of gold behind the tree-tops.  The afterglow gilded the
river meads, where great-horned cattle roamed knee-deep in herbage.  Beyond
were the glinting fields {272} of yellowed summer grass, the sapphire blue of
the Inlet on their far edge.
   After the old woman had gone, the story emerged from a cell of my
sub-conscious brain.  Night came.  The wall of the hills was dark, lit with
the red stars of far-off fires.  I mused over this last development of the
Inlet Idyll.
   The first lambs of spring were crying like children in the chill winds of
the morning, Moth'r Mary had said, when the madman of the Inlet strode into
the township.  The winter shadow of the hills lay on them still.  The gorse
was gleaming golden by the roadsides.  Flocks of snowy geese meandering along
the way-side scattered in terror as he passed.  He carried something in his
arms.  The townsfolk -- women, bare-legged children, and a few surly men,
gathered curiously.  He went to Moth'r Mary's humpy at the far end of the
road.  She crossed herself, and muttered a prayer against witchcraft, when she
saw his stalwart, unkempt figure.  All the countryside feared him since the
rumours of that strange companion of his solitude had spread.
   He was gentle and tender as a woman, as he unfolded his arms.  Wrapped in
the hare-skins, he carried a child -- a dark-skinned baby that wailed
fretfully.  The man's face was agonized at its cry.
   "He is sick," he said, giving the child to Moth'r Mary, with piteous eyes.
   Half compassionately, half fearfully, the old woman took the infant.  He
left it with her, but came often again to the township bringing her fish and
sea-fowl.  She lost fear at the sight of him; scolded him garrulously, ranted,
and interrogated. {273}
   But to no purpose.  He said the child belonged to him and would say no
more.
   She protested that the Hermit was "soft," not mad.  With serious, tender
eyes he watched the child grow, always bringing it some bright feathers or
sea-shells to play with.
   My first impulse was to attribute the man's action to a compassionate
instinct for some woodman's sick child.  Scattered through the forests were
the bark huts of log-men and road-menders.  It found no answering sympathy.
The solution to the rustic's mind was the witch woman's existence.  I found
myself agreeing with them, apart from all fanciful interpretation.
   He grew up a slight, wild, merry creature, this boy, and became the scourge
of his old foster-mother's life, with his mischievous ways.  He was always
coming back to her, with a will-o'-the-wisp affection.  The neighbours called
him "The Devil's Brat," with odd superstition that powers of evil had been
agents of his birth.  He was a lonely child.  The man at the Inlet missed him
for weeks sometimes.  And at night an elfish face peering in at her window
would give Moth'r Mary such a shock that she muttered prayers and charms to
herself half the night.  Then at dawn her maternal heart would melt when she
found a bare, brown body asleep on her doorstep, and saw the pathos of the
child face in the weariness and peace of sleep.  She crooned a rare wealth of
love and pity over him.  On winter nights she left the door unlatched, and by
the dead leaves round the hearth she knew who had sheltered there.  Gifts of
wild honey, wattle gum, wild cherries, and such like childish things, he
lavished upon her.
   He kept the good country-folk in a tremor with his antics.  {274} He stole
their fruit, and chased their cattle away till they were lost beyond trace in
the hills.  He love to dash into their kitchens, like a wild thing out of the
night.  He would laugh and blink at the fires.  The farmers' wives called him
"Devil's Brat," and, with superstitious fear of contamination, chased him away
from their own sonsy and blithe children. {275}











                                 CHAPTER V

THOUGHT is the music of consciousness.  It is the singing voice of the soul.
From a world of intense thinking this man had passed.  With clouded brain, as
from sleep awakened, he went into the morning of a new life; from the darkness
of pessimism into the daylight, with eyes dazzled, and the faith of a child.
To him the stars were angels' eyes.  Earth was a garden -- the garden of God.
The winds and the sun and the sea had voices, and breathed in his soul.
Tutelary nature bred sense anew, with wild untrammelled strength.  The poetry
of an intense mind throve.  A woman's presence had won him from taciturn
savagery.
   Was he mad, or was that solitary existence a phase of the eccentricity to
which great minds are akin?  I asked myself.
   What of the woman?  Was she some vagabond gipsy creature or perhaps the
baggage of a distant islander?
   Their mutual love had imparadised life.  That was all I knew.
   We became close companions, this lonely Man of the Inlet and I.  And we
would lie together for hours on the sands in the sunlight.  In my company his
strange restlessness was abated, and although there was a frontier over which
his memory of personal things could not pass, his mind in the impersonal realm
was vigorous and untrammelled. {276}
   It was one day just after he had left me that I made a discovery.  The
point of a sapling with which I carelessly disturbed the sand suddenly brought
to light a wreath of red berries tied with a woman's dark hair.
   Gently and carefully I searched the sand with my hands, and found two
shell-strung armlets and a necklace of gray sea-pearls.  A woman's ornaments,
surely!
   Then a piece of newspaper, yellow with sea-water and scarcely legible,
hidden among some shells, came to light.  But I read on this scrap of paper a
paragraph which intimated that a search party was setting out with a view of
discovering traces of a young lady who had been lost overboard from a craft
called the "Maiai."  The vessel had encountered heavy weather rounding the
Promontory.  A welcome lull occurring after sunset put the passengers and
crew off their guard.  Suddenly without the slightest warning an immense sea
rose.  "Big as a mountain," the captain said.  It thundered with terrific
crash upon the decks, sweeping the vessel from end to end.  In a few minutes
the sea was again tranquil.  Some seamen had observed a woman's figure
standing aft before the sea came.  That lady, it was feared, had been swept
off in the receding swirl of the wave.  Some hope was entertained of her
being picked up by stray fishermen and being still alive on some desolate
Straits Island.
   The paper was torn where a name had been written.
   With the guilty sensations of a peeping Tom, I peered further into the
mystery.  According to the ship's reading, the wave had arisen in lat. 38" 5',
and long. 146" 4' 5' west.  That would therefore be due east of the Promontory
about thirty miles -- the place where my hermit found his Diane. {277}
   The Powers who in the British churl "chancelled the sense misused" here
blinded me.  I threw my imagination into the balance with that madman's.  The
poesy of circumstance, the contemplation of a "soul set free," filled me.  A
very revelry it was, in the upheavel of those "laws by which the flesh bars in
the spirit."  Love lies above ourselves.  It is that pure inspiration of the
great spirit which made idyll in Eden.
   This, then, was the haven the immaculate woman of my conception had found.
I wondered why she had left her Eden solitudes.  Was it fear for the man, --
fear of his passion and savage strength if force separated her from him?  Did
she think he was mad?  Would they have fettered those splendid limbs, heaped
insult and ignominy on the dignity of that great, simple mind?  I seemed to
hear a voice pleading with me, the echo of a cry.
   "They would make thee kempt and shaven, Tenderness!"  And again the
hopeful "I will come again!"
   This scrap of paper must have come in the drift of fishermen's "debris."
She had seen it and fled to stave off discovery.
   I thought deeply on the tangled skein of our instincts and conventions.
The tide was low.  The channels, between the green mud-banks, were blue as the
cloudless sky.  Sea-birds were feeding on their edge.  Gulls and gannets,
gathering along the beach and wading in the silver-laved sand, softly whistled
among themselves.
   The waves rushed murmuringly.  Wild swans sailed over the broad bosom of
the Inlet.  Sea-snipe wheeled with a flash of silvery wings.  Great brown
gulls hovered over my head.  The wing of a white gull cut the blue sky.  The
wet sands {278} swarmed with crabs.  They peered at me, in reverie, inveighing
against the artificialities of life.  Pertinently, I read them a sermon.
   "Dearly beloved Brethren!" said I.  "The night is gathering out in the
west.  The tide is coming.  Surely it will creep over you, and sweep your
shells of being into the ocean of the Unknown.  Put not your trust, your
foolish, fish-like confidence, in sea-fowl, little Brothers.  Your opal backs,
your yellow, freckled legs and golden claws, are vanity.  Behold the gull how
he sails the ether, touches the mountain clouds of heaven, pierces the veil of
the distance, fathoms the green depths of the sea.  He lives, inspiring ozone
on the limitless horizon, the incense breath of earth, fed from the foams of
summer-lapper islands, and lo! is a Solomon king-crab in all his glory like
unto him?
   "Crabs! O Crabs! ye are dead in the shells of your conventionalities.  You
emerald-legged fellow sitting athwart a cockle-bed, mud-grubber, solemn and
silent, leave worms and other sweetmeats, mistress, thy prying into massy
sea-weeds and tawdry gew-gaws.  Regard the sun.  Hear the wind -- the voice of
the world, for it is written, 'ye shall lie on the sea-shore, among the
calcareous fragments of shell-fish and amphitrite, till the tempests of time
annihilate the record of your existence.'
   "One thing is certain that life flies.  One thing is certain, and the rest
is lies!"  I chanted, and said "Amen."
   The soiled piece of newspaper was crushed in my hand.
   "Good-bye," I called softly to the solitary figure of the Hermit, standing
alone in the sunlight.  He was looking sea-wards and did not answer me. {279}
   "Good-bye, my friend," I called again.  "I am going on embassy to the Moon;
shall I tell the woman you want her?"  For I wanted to find her -- Diana of
the Inlet.
   I had been wandering at dawn one day.  Coming back to my humpy, the sun at
the zenith, the hunger of man -- human and healthy -- gnawed at my vitals.
Sounds of disturbance greeted me, a clacking of fowls, and barking of dogs --
my household gods in anger.  A harsh voice and shrill impish laughter mingled.
   Through the trees I could see Moth'r Mary chasing a half-naked youngster
with a heavy stick.  Her short skirts were flying.
   The boy was darting among the apple trees, his bronze limbs brushing the
greenery, his mocking and teasing laughter vexing the old woman to tempests of
rage.  He had apples in his hands, red-russet, striped yellow and scarlet
beauties that were the pride and joy of her life.  She loved to hoard and gaze
at them when the south-wester blew up in sleety rain from the sea, and the
snow lay heavily on the gray hills.
   She stood still when she saw me, shaking her knotted fists at the recreant.
Her gray-green eyes were awful.  She spluttered and spat in her haste to tell
me of the ragged imp.
   He was a handsome, fearless child, and chewed his red apples with wicked
eyes that were alive with merry mischief and alert for flight if need be.
   "Och!  Masther!" cried the old woman, "th' Devil's brat is after thievin'
yer apples, surre!  Th' ceows 'e 've let into the latment 'f turnips.  I wus
carryin' pim-kins 'nd marrers from the paddicks, 'n I heart un shoutin'.  I
thogt that I was dune wid un, I do!"  {280}
   She turned in rage upon the boy.  He skipped behind the apple tree.
   "Och thin!  I'll be after yees!" she yelled.  But she trundled away into
the house to get me something to eat.
   "It's him!" she whispered mysteriously to me, preparing the meal, "th'
Devil's brat!  Shur-re he do be sassy;" she clasped her old hands, the yellow
bony hands of toil.  Through the dark thin lashes I saw her eyes gleam
tenderly.  "Poor baby, whisher, whisher, God bless 'im!  I tuk bard in th'
winter mesilf, and T'rasa me darter, surre, she cum 'nd say to me, 'ye're
dyin', shurre, y'are, she ses, 'it's no good feedin' yer, 'n' doin' fer yer;
ye'll die,' she ses.  'It'd be waste givin' ye what there's many hungering
for.'
   "But Devil's brat cum 'n' did fer me, he do."
   She raised her hands and sighed happily.  "Och! thin," she went on, the
withered old face bright with its simple gladness.  "I didn't die."
   The boy leapt out of the sunshine.  He flung a heap of blossom on to the
flags of Moth'r Mary's kitchen.  Instantly the hum of scores of locusts arose.
A merry wild thing, he sped off again with peals of impish laughter.
   The old woman clattered after him, inveighing and scolding indefatigably.
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                                CHAPTER VI

AUSTRALIA is the happy hunting ground of my wayward Ego.  Elsewhere, the
wearied limbs are carried in incessant pilgrimage.  Here inebriate, with
senses beauty-filled, it droops and dreams like a Lotus-eater, deep asleep yet
deep awake.
   "Oh! rest ye, brother Mariners!  Rest ye!" here in the clear air, dewy
plains, the blue hills and heavily shaded valleys.  Among the trees the
shadows lie.  Radiant sunlight falls over the fields.  The dead grasses glow
golden.  Shafts of purest light cross the shadows the trees cast.
   A symphony of bird-singing, opening with the first flush of dawn in the
mellow plains and forest aisles, fills the air with outbursts at first; and
then rapturous melodies, flute-like cadenzas of joy, proclaim, "Beloved, it is
morn!"  Descanting on the joy of life, the purity of Nature, the arisen sun,
the bird-world sings.
   Paeans of irresistible joyous praise fill the sunny morning hours.  The
hoarse bass of crows, kah, kah, kah-ing, away on the plains, the wind's leafy
murmur in the trees, and the merry derisive cackle of laughing jackasses,
mingle.  Wandering bands of magpies in wild vain-glorious minstrelsy warble
their lays of romance and daring.  Some songster, prolonging the theme with
fine conceit in his tuning and turns, out-carols his choir.  The soft throaty
chatter of parroquets, the chuckle {282} of a gray myna in the bole of a tree,
and the buoyant communion of her mate, the long piping call of mud-larks
across the flats, the laughing echo of jackasses among the blue depths of
distant hills, fuse in the intermezzo of gladness.
   Small birds lift their faint, sweet roundelay.  They chirp and chatter to
each other among the thickets, litanies of love and happiness, little
thrilling snatches of song, vibrating, irresponsive ecstasies.  The soft
chirring of the insect-peopled grasses flourishes sweet accompaniment.  All
the bright hours the soft singing continues.  Large amber-winged grasshoppers
idly hum about dandelions in the dry, dead grass.  Renegade cicadas sing
lustily.  Butterflies toss in the light air.  The efflorescent trees and sweet
shrubs breathe wild warm fragrance.
   I was revelling in my pure joy of life in this golden south, when I became
conscious that I was not there alone.
   A woman was there as well as I, a woman of star-like eyes and chill beauty.
She flashed past me in the forest, running like a startled hare.  The wild
scarlet had leapt to her cheeks.  In her loosened hair, briars caught.  The
vines of a gay, wild weed were twined in it.  The heath of the dunes was in
sight before her feet lagged.
   The sand of the hummocks, the golden gleam of the Ninety-mile sands, caught
her eye.  She climbed the crest of a hillock.  It swept steeply down and
another sister hillock rose from its base.  Her nostrils caught the sea-smell.
Silver meshes of the Inlet were just visible between the hills.
   She laughed wildly and sweetly.  The roseate heath crept like a flush over
the hill-side.  The purple mists drifted {283} between the trees in the
valley.  The full gleam of the distant sunlit Inlet revealed itself.
   "Tenderness!" she called with ringing voice.
   Sometime falling in the red heath she ran on, calling often again with
quick sweet laughter.  She struggled for breath, her limbs trembling and flesh
torn.
   "Man!  Tenderness!" she cried.
   Once she waited as she called.  Far over the fells the wind had seemed to
breathe "Diane!" as it touched her.  Merry wanton laughter was wafted away
with it.  She ran calling along the Inlet beach, calling, calling.  No windy
murmur answered.  Only the echoes rang --- echoes of a name.
   "Tenderness!  Tenderness!" drifted over the Inlet, mingling with the whirr
of winds and the cries of the startled sea-birds.
   "Man!  Tenderness!" she cried, sobbing now, "Where are you?  Where are
you?"
   The wind on the heaving sea snatched at the sound.
   "Where are you? --- are you?" it wailed.
   The clear sandy beach was silent.  The bark hut in the sheltered cove was
empty, its doors ajar.  Along the boisterous little creek was no sign of
living creature.  Only a water-rat splashed out of sight as the woman lifted
the green boughs of the trees.  She turned seawards again.  Her tremulous lips
framed soundlessly the yearning cry.  Her eyes were grown dark and distended
with the agony of that aloneness.
   From out a tussocky hole in the banked-up sand, a dark-skinned, scantily
clothed thing, with towsled head and bright, shy eyes crept.  It was more like
some small wild beast than a child. {284}
   The woman caught at him.
   "Where is he?  Where is he?" she asked fiercely.  The boy whimpered.
   "Where is he?" the hoarse whispered voice implored.  This strange woman
with her torn clothing insisted roughly.
   "Him?" queried the child, fearing, and pointed in the direction of the bark
hut.
   "Yes!  Yes!" panted the woman.
   The child cried softly.
   "We were getting birds' eggs in the tussocks," he said presently.
   "Some one was calling.  He put up his arms and ran to the sand-bank,
calling to it.  He walked right out calling.  He was mad.  I was feart,"
wailed the child.  "I could see him awhile, his head bobbing about among the
breakers, out there."
   A brown finger pointed to where the ocean breakers tossed white foam on the
Inlet bar.
   "Then the sea went over him."  The child sobbed as the woman hung over him.
"The waves came in bigger'n bigger.  I was feart.  The calling came nearer'n
nearer.  I thought it was witches."
   Lifting wild, frightened eyes, he continued, "Moth'r Mary tellt me of th'
witch of th' Inlet.  I hid in th' grass.  It must have been your calling," he
added.  "I heart you meself, but I thought it was witches -- or -- dead men
coming out of the sea to catch me."
   The woman laughed harshly.  The child broke away from her detaining clasp.
   She ran to the outer beach.  For ninety miles the sea {285} thundered,
thundered and crashed on its wind-swept sands.  With muffled boom and roar,
waves broke on the bar.  The waves rushed shorewards, dark-shadowed, foaming-
lipped, with dripping jaws agape -- the hungry pack of the "loups de mer."
With hollow growl of baffled rage, they crashed in foam and seethed back,
shrieking their terror and spite to the far-off sea.
   The wild, fleet figure of a woman sped over the sands, calling her prayers
and a name to the pitiless winds, in an agony that was madness.  Overcome at
last, she sank on the sand.  The spray sprang over her desolate figure.  The
wind lashed her wet hair, her face, with its deathly pallor.  Her eyes were
wide with the unearthly light of infinite pain.  She lay on the lonely shore,
shrieking a frenzied lamentation.
   Night was glooming in.  A child stole across the sand.  Silently he watched
beside the solitary figure.  The woman's clothing was soaked, the rime of the
sea-spray lay in her tangled hair.  The child crept against the dank form.
His serious eyes, wet with distress, covered her.  He pressed a bare brown
hand against her face in mute sympathy.  The woman pushed him roughly away.
He touched her stiff hands with compassionate sorrow.  The woman moved.  She
drew back and looked at him.  Her face stern and sunken, deathly pallid, with
eyes distended, and vacant, tense lips, she confronted the child.
   "Who are you?" she gasped hoarsely, straining her eyes on the wistful small
face.
   "Don't know," he whispered awefully, "Moth'r Mary said I b'longed to him,"
glancing over towards where the hut was hidden in the cove. {286}
   "She had me, when I was a baby, but I b'longed to him," he reiterated
plaintively.
   The woman's gaze was steady.  She devoured the upturned face with eager
eyes.  It was wan in the twilight, a child's face, tanned with sun and sea,
bearing nobility of feature and luminous eyes.
   "What is your name?" she demanded softly.
   "Moth'r Mary said, he at the Inlet had sold himself to the Devil.  She said
that no mortal woman was my moth'r like th' children of th' Dara.  She said
that I came from a fire in th' earth.  They called me the Devil's brat.  He
said, the gods gave me, and my mother was the moon."
   The hoarse chuckle of insane laughter gurgled in the woman's throat.  She
screamed, clutching at her sea-wet hair, with fearful eyes.
   The child began to cry softly.
   Then a melting tenderness filled those staring eyes.  A smile moved her
lips.  A low sad sobbing welled sweetly in her throat.  She turned to the
child with tremulous lips and bosom, and tearful eyes.  She called softly to
him with infinite love and opened arms.  Radiant expectancy was in her shining
eyes.  He crept into her arms.  She cried and sang over him, with voice tuned
to a lay of passionate soothing love.
   On the lonely sea-shore the breaking waves tossed spectral foam.  The sea
moaned and wept along its length.  A solitary star sprang in the twilight sky.

   I found them together, the lonely boy and that wild witch-woman of Inlet
superstition; her beautiful face, the haunting sorrow of her eyes, are with me
still. {287} She talked to me with a tender calm.  There was deep sadness in
the note of her voice.  A fearless dignity and expression of chill nobility
enwrapped her.
   "My mind is clouded with the dream of a distant time," she said, "a pungent
memory, phantom-like, has haunted me.  In my life and the world beyond, my
senses swooned on the memory of the Inlet.  Then came a thrill of keener
recollection."
   She spoke on, with dreaming eyes.  The pressure of strong feeling assuaged
throbbed in her soft, low voice.
   "I recognize in myself that primitive Woman who arises to mock at
civilization and creeds," she said.  "The blood of Mother Eve beats against my
brain."
   "I want the man! my man -- Adam of the Inlet shores!" her arms moved
outwards tremulously.  "Here is the I, the woman soaring over the immolation
of Life, the detestable, heartless hopelessness of existence.  I am come back
to the inlet!" she said.
   He words voiced with a throbbing passion fell softly into silence.  Then
she spoke again, with the slow speech of a mind far away.
   "The moon is rising on the Inlet," she said, "a pale, silver moon in a dim
sky; can't you see it, breaking on the dim waters.  The wailing of the swans,
the cries of the gulls, the moan of the struggling sea, don't you hear them?
   "It was the moon he loved as did Endymion.  And when I cam -- a mortal
woman, self-sent from a barren and desolate life, he loved and called me after
her."
   "Diane!  Diane!"  Was it the faint wailing note of a wild swan that beat
the still air? {288}
   "Coming! Coming!" she cried with low harmonious voice of joyful promise.
   She lifted the dark-skinned boy and laid him against her breast.
   "Our two selves gave thee Soul, Beloved," she murmured passionately,
cradling the soft dark head in her arms.

   Round all the Inlet islands the dawn came stealing, outlining the coves and
headlands with a silver thread.  All the sea-birds awoke in clamorous choir,
with whirring wings.  Wild swans took their arrowy flight across the shining
surface of the Inlet.  Speckled snipe, and red-bills, and oyster-catchers were
feeding at the silver brim of the sea.  A pelican arose from a sandy cove, and
with slow flapping flight winged seawards.
   On an upland that gave on the Inlet panorama, a woman stood.  Her eyes, and
the sorrowful thought stirring in their depths, bade farewell to the beautiful
scene, the sapphire blue, locked on the west by bold distant mountains.
Purple they were, transfused with pink glow of the morning sky.  The broad
expanse of the Pacific lay beyond the Inlet.  Sea-breakers rose against the
sky.  Curlews were rising in clouds, with shining wings, and shrilled
distantly their soft melancholy calls.
   Her tears were falling.  They moved slowly from sight of the Inlet shores
-- the woman and the child, with clinging hands.

   A great moon is rising on the Inlet now, as I have often seen it rise, red-
gold.  The reflection falling, red-gold like a {289} wedding-ring, clasps
earth and sky.  Under the moon a line of wild swans drifts with shrill
melancholy piping.  The moon-light touches the coves.  The water waves from
gold to silver.  Sea and earth are still, as in an enthralment.
   The vision of the woman floats to my memory -- Diane of the Inlet.  Her
voice clear and thrilling echoes its own fateful story.  Beside her comes a
man with splendid strength of limb and primitive mind.  I hear his deep,
tender calling to the rising moon.
   "Diane!  Diane!"
   All the changing scene and colour of the Inlet rises again before me, and
the idyll of the madman of the Inlet and the Diane of his imagination.



                                   FINIS





                                  SILENCE

          AMID the thunder of the rolling spheres,
          Herself unchanged despite the changing years,
               She stands supreme, alone.
          With trembling hands tight pressed to rigid ears,
          Deaf to all prayers, and hopes, and human tears,
          One voiceless Horror -- louder than all fears,
              Filling the great Unknown.
                                           ETHEL ARCHER.

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                              MEMORY OF LOVE

          O DREAD Desire of Love!  O lips and eyes!
          O image of the love that never dies,
          But, fed by furtive fire, rages most
          When Hope and Faith have been for ever lost!
          O oft-kissed lips and soul-remembered eyes,
          O stricken heart -- the old love never dies!

          O Passion of dead lips that used to cling
          To warm red living ones that breathed no pain!
          O Passion of dead hours that daily bring
          To life some phantom pale that died in vain! ...
          Some echo tuned to Memory's dying strain,
          Some witness of the immemorial spring!
                                           MEREDITH STARR.



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                              ACROSS THE GULF




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                              ACROSS THE GULF

                                 CHAPTER I

AT last the matter comes back into my mind.
   It is now five years since I discovered my "stele" at Bulak, but not until
I obtained certain initiation in the city of Benares last year did the memory
of my life in the Twenty-Sixth Dynasty when I was prince and priest in Thebai
begin to return.  Even now much is obscure; but I am commanded to write, so
that in writing the full memory may be recovered.  For without the perfect
knowledge and understanding of that strange life by Nilus I cannot fully know
and understand this later life, or find that Tomb which I am appointed to
find, and do that therein which must be done.
   Therefore with faith and confidence do I who was -- in a certain mystical
sense -- the Priest of the Princes, Ankh-f-na-khonsu, child of Ta-nech, the
holy and mighty one, and of Bes-na-Maut, priestess of the Starry One, set
myself to tell myself the strange things that befell me in that life.
   Thus.
   At my birth Aphruimis in the sign of the Lion was ascending, and in it that
strange hidden planet that presides over darkness and magic and forbidden
love.  The sun was united with the planet of Amoun, but in the Abyss, as
showing {295} that my power and glory should be secret, and in Aterechinis the
second decanate of the House of Maat, so that my passion and pleasure should
likewise be unprofance.  In the House of Travel in the Sign of the Ram was the
Moon my sweet lady.  And the wise men interpreted this as a token that I
should travel afar; it might be to the great temple at the source of mother
Nile; it might be ...
   Foolishness!  I have scarce stirred from Thebai.
   Yet have I explored strange countries that they knew not of: and of this
also will I tell in due course.
   I remember -- as I never could while I lived in Khemi-land -- all the
minute care of my birth.  For my mother was of the oldest house in Thebes,
her blood not only royal, but mixed with the divine.  Fifty virgins in their
silver tissue stood about her shaking their sistrons, as if the laughter of
the Gods echoed the cries of the woman.  By the bed stood the Priest of Horus
with his heavy staff, the Phoenix for its head, the prong for its foot.
Watchful he stood lest Sebek should rise from the abyss.
   On the roof of the palace watched the three chief astrologers of Pharaoh
with their instruments, and four armed men from the corners of the tower
announced each god as it rose.  So these three men ached and sweated at their
task; for they had become most anxious.  All day my birth had been expected;
but as Toum drew to His setting their faces grew paler than the sky; for there
was one dread moment in the night which all their art had failed to judge.
The gods that watched over it were veiled.
   But it seemed unlikely that Fate would so decide; yet so they feared that
they sent down to the priest of Thoth to say {296} that he must at all costs
avoid the threatening moment, even if the lives of mother and child should pay
for it; and still the watchmen cried the hour.  Now, now! cried the oldest of
the astrologers as the moment grew near -- now!  Below in answer the priest of
Thoth summoned all his skill.
   When lo! a rumbling of the abyss.  The palace reeled and fell; Typhon rose
mighty in destruction, striding across the skies.  The world rocked with
earthquake; every star broke from its fastening and trembled.
   And in the midst lo!  Bes-na-Maut my mother; and in her arms myself,
laughing in the midst of all that ruin.  Yet not one living creature took the
slightest hurt!  But the astrologers rent their robes and beat their faces on
the ground; for the dread moment, the Unknown Terror, had gone by; and with it
I had come to light.
   In their terror, indeed, as I learnt long after, they sent messengers to
the oldest and wisest of the priests; the High-priest of Nuit, who lived at
the bottom of a very deep well, so that his eyes, even by day, should remain
fixed upon the stars.
   But he answered them that since they had done all that they could, and Fate
had reversed their design, it was evident that the matter was in the hands of
Fate, and that the less they meddled the better it would be for them.  For he
was a brusque old man -- how afterwards I met him shall be written in its
place.
   So then I was to be brought up as befitted one in my station, half-prince,
half-priest.  I was to follow my father, hold his wand and ankh, assume his
throne.
   And now I begin to recall some details of my preparation for that high and
holy task. {297}
   Memory is strangely fragmentary and strangely vivid.  I remember how, when
I had completed my fourth month, the priests took me and wrapped me in a
panther's skin, whose flaming gold and jet-black spots were like the sun.
They carried me to the river bank where the holy crocodiles were basking; and
there they laid me.  But when they left me they refrained from the usual
enchauntment against the evil spirit of the crocodile; and so for three days I
lay without protection.  Only at certain hours did my mother descend to feed
me; and she too was silent, being dressed as a princess only, without the
sacred badges of her office.
   Also in the sixth month they exposed me to the Sun in the desert where was
no shade or clothing; and in the seventh month they laid me in a bed with a
sorceress, that fed on the blood of young children, and, having been in prison
for a long time, was bitterly an-hungered; and in the eighth month they gave
me the aspic of Nile, and the royal Uraeus serpent, and the deadly snake of
the south country, for playmates; but I passed scatheless through all these
trials.
   And in the ninth month I was weaned, and my mother bade me farewell, for
never again might she look upon my face, save in the secret rites of the Gods,
when we should meet otherwise than as babe and mother, in the garment of that
Second Birth which we of Khemi knew.
   The next six years of my life have utterly faded.  All that I can recall is
the vision of the greatness of our city of Thebai, and the severity of my
life.  For I lived on the back of a horse, even eating and drinking as I rode;
for so it becometh a prince.  Also I was trained to lay about me with a sword,
and in the use of the bow and the spear.  For it was said that {298} Horus --
or Men Tu, as we called him in Thebai -- was my Father and my God.  I shall
speak later of that strange story of my begetting.
   At the end of seven years, however, so great and strong had I waxen that my
father took me to the old astrologer that dwelt in the well to consult him.
This I remember as if it were but yesterday.  The journey down the great river
with its slow days!  The creaking benches and the sweat of the slaves are
still in my ears and my nostrils.  Then swift moments of flying foam in some
rapid or cataract.  The great temples that we passed; the solitary Ibis of
Thoth that meditated on the shore; the crimson flights of birds; -- but
nothing that we saw upon the journey was like unto the end thereof.  For in a
desolate place was the Well, with but a small temple beside it, where the
servants -- they too most holy! of that holy ancient man might dwell.
   And my father brought me to the mouth of the well and called thrice upon
the name of Nuit.  Then came a voice climbing and coiling up the walls like a
serpent, "Let this child become priestess of the Veiled One!"
   Now my father was wise enough to know that the old man never made a
mistake; it was only a question of a right interpretation of the oracle.  Yet
he was sorely puzzled and distressed, for that I was a boy child.  So at the
risk of his life -- for the old man was brusque! -- he called again and said
"Behold my son!"

   But as he spoke a shaft of sunlight smote him on the nape of the neck as he
bend over the well; and his face blackened, and his blood gushed forth from
his mouth.  And the old man lapped up the blood of my father with his tongue,
and cried {299} gleefully to his servants to carry me to a house of the Veiled
One, there to be trained in my new life.
   So there came forth from the little house an eunuch and a young woman
exceeding fair; and the eunuch saddled two horses, and we rode into the desert
alone.
   Now though I could ride like a man, they suffered me not; but the young
priestess bore me in her arms.  And though I ate meat like a warrior, they
suffered me not, but the young priestess fed me at her breast.
   And they took from me the armour of gilded bronze that my father had made
for me, scales like a crocodile's sewn upon crocodile skin that cunning men
had cured with salt and spices; but they wrapped me in soft green silk.
   So strangely we came to a little house in the desert, and that which befell
me there is not given me of the gods at this time to tell; but I will sleep;
and in the morning by their favour the memory thereof shall arise in me, even
in me across these thousands of years of the whirling of the earth in her
course.

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                                CHAPTER II

SO for many years I grew sleek and subtle in my woman's attire.  And the old
eunuch (who was very wise) instructed me in the Art of Magic and in the
worship of the Veiled One, whose priestess was I destined.
   I remember now many things concerning those strange rituals, things too
sacred to write.  But I will tell of an adventure that I had when I was nine
years of age.
   In one of the sacred books it is written that the secret of that subtle
draught which giveth vision of the star-abodes of Duant, whose sight is life
eternal in freedom and pleasure among the living, lieth in the use of a
certain little secret bone that is in the Bear of Syria.  Yet how should I
a child slay such an one?  For they had taken all weapons from me.
   But in a garden of the city (for we had now returned unto a house in the
suburbs of Thebai) was a colony of bears kept by a great lord for his
pleasure.  And I by my cunning enticed a young bear-cub from its dam, and
slew it with a great stone.  Then I tore off its skin and hid myself therein,
taking also its jaw and sharpening the same upon my stone.  Then at last the
old she-bear came searching me, and as she put down her nose to smell at me,
taking me for her cub, I drove my sharpened bone into her throat.
   I struck with great fortune; for she coughed once, and died.  {301}
   Then I took her skin with great labour; and (for it was now night) began to
return to my house.  But I was utterly weary and I could no longer climb the
wall.  Yet I stayed awake all that night, sharpening again upon my stone the
jaw-bone of that bear-cub; and this time I bound it to a bough that I tore off
from a certain tree that grew in the garden.
   Now towards the morning I fell asleep, wrapped in the skin of the old
she-bear.  And the great bear himself, the lord of the garden, saw me, and
took me for his mate, and came to take his pleasure of me.  Then I being
roused out of sleep struck at his heart with all my strength as he rose over
me, and quitting my shelter ran among the trees.  For I struck not home, or
struck aslant.  And the old bear, sore wounded, tore up the skin of his mate;
and then, discovering the cheat, came after me.
   But by good fortune I found and wedged myself into a narrow pylon, too deep
for him to reach me, though I could not go through, for the door was closed
upon me.  And in the angle of the door was an old sword disused.  This was too
heavy for me to wield with ease; yet I lifted it, an struck feebly at the
claws of the bear.  So much I wounded him that in his pain he dropped and
withdrew and began to lick his paws.  Thus he forgot about me; and I, growing
bolder, ran out upon him.  He opened his mouth; but before he could rise, I
thrust the sword down it.  He tossed his head; and I, clinging to the sword-
hilt, was thrown into the air, and fell heavily upon my shoulder.  My head too
struck the ground; and I lay stunned.
   When I came to myself it was that a party of men and {302} women had thrown
water in my face and uttered the spells that revive from swoon.  Beside me,
close beside me, lay mine enemy dead; and I, not forgetful of my quest, took
the blade of the sword (for it was snapt) and cut off the secret parts of the
bear and took the little bone thereof; and would have gone forth with my
prize.  But the great lord of the house spake with me; and all his friends
made as if to mock at me.  But the women would not have it; they came round
me and petted and caressed me; so that angry words were spoken.
   But even as they quarrelled among themselves, my guardian, the old eunuch,
appeared among them; for he had traced me to the garden.
   And when they beheld the ring of the holy ancient man the astrologer they
trembled; and the lord of the house threw a chain of gold around my neck,
while his lady gave me her own silken scarf, broidered with the loves of Isis
and Nephthys, and of Apis and Hathor.  Nor did any dare to take from me the
little bone that I had won so dearly; and with it I made the spell of the
Elixir, and beheld the starry abodes of Duant, even as it was written in the
old wise book.
   But my guardians were ashamed and perplexed; for though I was so sleek and
subtle, yet my manhood already glowed in such deeds as this -- how should I
truly become the priestess of the Veiled One?
   Therefore they kept me closer and nursed me with luxury and flattery.  I
had two negro slave-boys that fanned me and that fed me; I had an harp-player
from the great city of Memphis, that played languorous tunes.  But in my
mischief I would constantly excite him to thoughts of war and of love; and his
music would grow violent and loud, so {303} that the old eunuch, rushing in,
would belabour him with his staff.
   How well I recall that room!  Large was it and lofty; and there were
sculptured pillars of malachite and lapis-lazuli and of porphyry and yellow
marble.  The floor was of black granite; the roof of white marble.  On the
Southern side was my couch, a softness of exotic furs.  To roll in them was to
gasp for pleasure.  In the centre was a tiny fountain of pure gold.  The
sunlight came through the space between the walls and the roof, while on the
other sides I could look through and up into the infinite blue.
   There was a great python that inhabited the hall; but he was very old, and
too wise to stir.  But -- so I then believed -- he watched me and conveyed
intelligence to the old magus of the well.
   Now then the folly of my guardians appeared in this; that while all day I
slept and languished and played idly, at night while they supposed I slept, I
slept not.  But I rose and gave myself to the most violent exercises.  First,
I would go into my bathing-pool and hold my breath beneath the water while I
invoked the goddess Auramoth one hundred times.  Next, I would walk on my
hands around the room; I even succeeded in hopping on one hand.  Next, I would
climb each of the twenty-four smooth pillars.  Next, I would practise the
seventy-two athletic postures.  Also in many other ways I would strive to make
my strength exceeding great; and all this I kept most secret from my
guardians.
   At last on one night I resolved to try my strength; so, pushing aside the
curtain, I passed into the corridor.  Springing upon the soldier that guarded
me, I brought him to the {304} ground; and with my right hand under his chin,
my left on his right shoulder, and my knee at the nape of his neck, I tore his
head from his body before he could utter a cry.
   I was now in my fifteenth year; but the deed was marvelous.  None suspected
me; it was thought a miracle.
   The old eunuch, distressed, went to consult the magus of the well; whose
answer was; "Let the vows of the priestess be taken!"
   Now I thought this old man most foolish-obstinate; for I myself was
obstinate and foolish.  Not yet did I at all understand his wisdom or his
purpose.
   It often happens thus.  Of old, men sent their priests to rebuke Nile for
rising -- until it was known that his rising was the cause of the fertility of
their fields.
   Now of the vows which I took upon me and of my service as priestess of the
Veiled One it shall next be related.



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                                CHAPTER III

IT was the Equinox of Spring, and all my life stirred in me.  They led me down
cool colonnades of mighty stone clad in robes of white broidered with silver,
and veiled with a veil of fine gold web fastened with rubies.  They gave me
not the Uraeus crown, nor any nemyss, nor the Ateph crown, but bound my
forehead with a simple fillet of green leaves -- vervain and mandrake and
certain deadly herbs of which it is not fitting to speak.
   Now the priests of the Veiled One were sore perplexed, for that never
before had any boy been chosen priestess.  For before the vows may be
administered, the proofs of virginity are sought; and, as it seemed, this part
of the ritual must be suppressed or glossed over.  Then said the High Priest:
"Let it be that we examine the first woman that he shall touch with his hand,
and she shall suffice."  Now when I heard this, I thought to test the God;
and, spying in the crowd, I beheld in loose robes with flushed face and wanton
eyes, a certain courtesan well-known in the city, and I touched her.  Then
those of the priests that hated me were glad, for they wished to reject me;
and taking aside into the hall of trial that woman, made the enquiry.
   Then with robes rent they came running forth, crying out against the Veiled
One; for they found her perfect in virginity, and so was she even unto her
death, as latter appeared. {306}
   But the Veiled One was wroth with them because of this, and appeared in her
glittering veil upon the steps of her temple.  There she stood, and called
them one by one; and she lifted but the eye-piece of her veil and looked into
their eyes; and dead they fell before her as if smitten of the lightning.
   But those priests who were friendly to me and loyal to the goddess took
that virgin courtesan, and led her in triumph through the city, veiled and
crowned as is befitting.  Now after some days he that guarded the sacred goat
of Khem died, and they appointed her in his place.  And she was the first
woman that was thus honoured since the days of the Evil Queen in the
Eighteenth Dynasty, of her that wearied of men at an age when other women have
not known them, that gave herself to gods and beasts.
   But now they took me to the pool of liquid silver -- or so they called it;
I suppose it was quicksilver; for I remember that it was very difficult to
immerse me -- which is beneath the feet of the Veiled One.  For this is the
secret of the Oracle.  Standing afar off the priest beholds the reflection of
her in the mirror, seeing her lips that move under the veil; and this he
interprets to the seeker after truth.
   Thus the priest reads wrongly the silence of the Goddess, and the seeker
understands ill the speech of the priest.  Then come forth fools, saying "The
Goddess hath lied" -- and in their folly they die.
   While, therefore, they held me beneath the surface of the pool, the High
Priestess took the vows on my behalf saying:
   I swear by the orb of the Moon;
   I swear by the circuit of the Stars; {307}
   I swear by the Veil, and by the Face behind the Veil;
   I swear by the Light Invisible, and by the Visible Darkness; On behalf of
this Virgin that is buried in thy water;
   To live in purity and service;
   To love in beauty and truth;
   To guard the Veil from the profane;
   To die before the Veil; ... -- and then came the awful penalty of failure.
   I dare not recall half of it; yet in it were these words: Let her be torn
by the Phallus of Set, and let her bowels be devoured by Apep; let her be
prostituted to the lust of Besz, and let her face be eaten by the god ----.
   It is not good to write His name.
   Then they loosed me, and I lay smiling in the pool.  They lifted me up and
brought me to the feet of the goddess, so that I might kiss them.  And as I
kissed them such a thrill ran through me that I thought myself rapt away into
the heaven of Amoun, or even as Asi when Hoor and Hoor-pa-kraat, cleaving her
womb, sprang armed to life.  Then they stripped me of my robes, and lashed me
with fine twigs of virgin hazel, until my blood ran from me into the pool.
But the surface of the silver swallowed up the blood by some mysterious
energy; and they took this to be a sign of acceptance.  So then they clothed
me in the right robes of a priestess of the Veiled One; and they put a silver
sistron in my hand, and bade me perform the ceremony of adoration.  This I
did, and the veil of the goddess glittered in the darkness -- for night had
fallen by this -- with a strange starry light.
   Thereby it was known that I was indeed chosen aright.
   So last of all they took me to the banqueting-house and {308} set me on the
high throne.  One by one the priests came by and kissed my lips: one by one
the priestesses came by, and gave me the secret clasp of hands that hath
hidden virtue.  And the banquet waxed merry; for all the food was magically
prepared.  Every beast that they slew was virgin; every plant that they
plucked had been grown and tended by virgins in the gardens of the temple.
Also the wine was spring water only, but so consecrated by the holy
priestesses that one glass was more intoxicating that a whole skin of common
wine.  Yet this intoxication was a pure delight, an enthusiasm wholly divine;
and it gave strength, and did away with sleep, and left no sorrow.
   Last, as the first gray glow of Hormakhu paled the deep indigo of the
night, they crowned and clothed me with white lotus flowers, and took me
joyously back into the temple, there to celebrate the matin ritual of
awakening the Veiled One.
   Thus, and not otherwise, I became priestess of that holy goddess, and for
a little while my life passed calm as the unruffled mirror itself.
   It was from the Veiled One herself that came the Breath of Change.
   On this wise.
   In the Seventh Equinox after my initiation into her mystery the High
Priestess was found to fail; at her invocation the Veil no longer glittered
as was its wont.  For this they deemed her impure, and resorted to many
ceremonies, but without avail.  At last in despair she went to the temple of
Set, and gave herself as a victim to that dreadful god.  Now all men were much
disturbed at this, and it was not known at all of them what they should do.
{309}
   Now it must be remembered that the ceremonies are always performed by a
single priestess alone before the goddess, save only at the Initiations.
   The others also had found themselves rejected of her; and when they learnt
of the terrible end of the High Priestess, they became fearful.  Some few,
indeed, concealed their failure from the priests; but always within a day and
a night they were found torn asunder in the outer courts; so that it seemed
the lesser evil to speak truth.
   Moreover, the affair had become a public scandal; for the goddess plagued
the people with famine and with a terrible and foul disease.
   But as for me, I wot not what to do; for to me always the Veil glittered,
and that brighter than the ordinary.  Yet I said nothing, but went about
drooping and sorrowful, as if I were as unfortunate as they.  For I would not
seem to boast of the favour of the goddess.
   Then they sent to the old Magus in the well; and he laughed outright at
their beards, and would say no word.  Also they sent to the sacred goat of
Khem, and his priestess would but answer, "I, and such as I, may be favoured
of Her," which they took for ribaldry and mocking.  A third time they sent to
the temple of Thoth the Ibis god of wisdom.  And Thoth answered them by this
riddle: "On how many legs doth mine Ibis stand?"
   And they understood him not.
   But the old High priest determined to solve the mystery, though he paid
forfeit with his life.  So concealing himself in the temple, he watched in
the pool for the reflection of the glittering of the Veil, while one by one
we performed the {310} adorations.  And behind him and without stood the
priests, watching for him to make a sign.  This we knew not; but when it fell
to me (the last) to adore that Veiled One, behold! the Veil glittered, and the
old Priest threw up his arms to signal that which had occurred.  And the flash
of the eye pierced the Veil, and he fell from his place dead upon the priests
without.
   They buried him with much honour, for that he had given his life for the
people and for the temple, to bring back the favour of the Veiled One.
   Then came they all very humbly unto me the child, and besought me to
interpret the will of the Goddess.  And her will was that I alone should serve
her day and night.
   Then they gave me to drink of the Cup of the torment; and this is its
virtue, that if one should speak falsely, invoking the name of the goddess, he
shall burn in hell visibly before all men for a thousand years; and that flame
shall never be put out.  There is such an one in her temple in Memphis, for I
saw it with these eyes.  There he burns and writhes and shrieks on the cold
marble floor; and there he shall burn till his time expire, and he sink to
that more dreadful hell below the West.  But I drank thereof, and the
celestial dew stood shining on my skin, and a coolness ineffable thrilled
through me; whereat they all rejoiced, and obeyed the voice of the Goddess
that I had declared unto them.
   Now then was I alway alone with that Veiled One, and I must enter most
fully into that secret period of my life.  For, despite its ending, which hath
put many wise men to shame, it was to me even as an eternity of rapture, of
striving and of attainment beyond that which most mortals -- and they
initiates even! -- call divine. {311}
   Now first let it be understood what is the ritual of adoration of our Lady
the Veiled One.
   First, the priestess performs a mystical dance, by which all beings
whatsoever, be they dogs or demons, are banished, so that the place may be
pure.  Next, in another dance, even more secret and sublime, the presence of
the goddess is invoked into her Image.  Next, the priestess goes a certain
journey, passing the shrines of many great and terrible of the Lords of Khem,
and saluting them.  Last, she assumes the very self of the Goddess; and if
this be duly done, the Veil glittereth responsive.
   Therefore, if the Veil glittereth not, one may know that in some way the
priestess hath failed to identify herself with Her.  Thus an impurity in the
thought of the priestess must cause her to fail; for the goddess is utterly
pure.
   Yet the task is alway difficult; for with the other gods one knoweth the
appearance of their images; and steadily contemplating these one can easily
attain to their imitation, and so to their comprehension, and to unity of
consciousness with them.  But with Our Veiled One, none who hath seen her face
hath lived long enough to say one word, or call one cry.
   So then it was of vital urgency to me to keep in perfect sympathy with that
pure soul, so calm, so strong.  With what terror then did I regard myself
when, looking into my own soul, I saw no longer that perfect stillness.
Strange was it, even as if one should see a lake stirred by a wind that one
did not feel upon the cheeks and brow!
   Trembling and ashamed, I went to the vesper adoration.  I knew myself
troubled, irritated, by I knew not what.  And {312} in spite of all my
efforts, this persisted even to the supreme moment of my assumption of her
godhead.
   And then?  Oh but the Veil glittered as never yet; yea more! it shot out
sparks of scintillant fire, silvery rose, a shower of flame and of perfume.
   Then was I exceedingly amazed because of this, and made a Vigil before her
all the night, seeking a Word.  And that word came not.
   Now of what further befell I will write anon.

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                                CHAPTER IV

SO it came to pass that I no longer went out at all from the presence of the
goddess, save only to eat and to sleep.  And the favour of her was restored to
the people, so that all men were glad thereof.
   For if any man murmured, he was slain incontinent, the people being mindful
of the famine and the disease, and being minded to have no more of such, if it
could by any means be avoided.  They were therefore exceeding punctual with
their gifts.
   But I was daily more afraid, being in a great sweat of passion, of which I
dared to speak to no man.  Nor did I dare to speak even privily in mine own
heart thereof, lest I should discover its nature.  But I sent my favourite,
the virgin Istarah (slim, pallid, and trembling as a young lotus in the West
Wind), with my ring of office, to enquire of the old Magus of the well.
   And he answered her by pointing upward to the sky and then downward to the
earth.  And I read this Oracle as if it were spoken "As above, so beneath."
This came to me as I had flung myself in despair at the feet of my Lady,
covering them with my tears; for by a certain manifest token I now knew that I
had done a thing that was so dreadful that even now -- these many thousand
years hence -- I dare hardly write it.
   I loved the Veiled One. {314}
   Yea, with the fierce passion of a beast, of a man, of a god, with my whole
soul I loved her.
   Even as I knew this by the manifest token the Veil burst into a devouring
flame; it ate up the robes of my office, lapping them with its tongues of
fire like a tigress lapping blood; yet withal it burnt me not, nor singed one
hair.
   Thus naked I fled away in fear, and in my madness slipped and fell into the
pool of liquid silver, splashing it all over the hall; and even as I fled that
rosy cataract of flame that wrapt me (from the Veil as it jetted) went out ---
went out ----
   The Veil was a dull web of gold, no more.
   Then I crept fearfully to the feet of the goddess, and with my tears and
kisses sought to wake her into life once more.  But the Veil flamed not again;
only a mist gathered about it and filled the temple, and hid all things from
my eyes.
   Now then came Istarah my favourite back with the ring and the message; and
thinking that she brought bad news, I slit her lamb's-throat with the magic
sickle, and her asp's-tongue I tore out with my hands, and threw it to the
dogs and jackals.
   Herein I erred sorely, for her news was good.  Having reflected thereon, I
perceived its import.
   For since the Veil flamed always at my assumption, it was sure that I was
in sympathy with that holy Veiled One.
   If I were troubled, and knew not why; if my long peace were stirred -- why
then, so She!
   "As above, so beneath!"  For even as I, being man, sought to grasp godhead
and crush it in my arms, so She, the pure essence, sought to manifest in form
by love.
   Yet I dared not repeat the ceremony at midnight. {315}
   Instead I lay prone, my arms outstretched in shame and pain, on the steps
at her feet.
   And lo! the Veil flamed.  Then I knew that She too blamed Herself alike for
her ardour and for her abstinence.  Thus seven days I lay, never stirring; and
all that time the Veil flamed subtly and softly, a steady bluish glow changing
to green as my thought changed from melancholy to desire.
   Then on the eight day I rose and left the shrine and clad myself in new
robes, in robes of scarlet and gold, with a crown of vine and bay and laurel
and cypress.  Also I purified myself and proclaimed a banquet.  And I made the
priests and the citizens, exceeding drunken.  Then I called the guard, and
purged thoroughly the whole temple of all of them, charging the captain on his
life to let no man pass within.  So that I should be absolutely alone in the
whole precincts of the temple.
   Then like an old gray wolf I wandered round the outer court, lifting up my
voice in a mournful howl.  And an ululation as of one hundred thousand wolves
answered me, yet deep and muffled, as though it came from the very bowels of
the earth.
   Then at the hour of midnight I entered again the shrine and performed the
ritual.
   As I went on I became inflamed with an infinite lust for the Infinite; and
now I let it leap unchecked, a very lion.  Even so the Veil glowed red as with
some infernal fire.  Now then I am come to the moment of the Assumption; but
instead of sitting calm and cold, remote, aloof, I gather myself together, and
spring madly at the Veil, catching it in my two hands.  Now the Veil was of
woven gold, three thousand {316} twisted wires; a span thick!  Yet I put out
my whole force to tear it across; and (for she also put out her force) it rent
with a roar as of earthquake.  Blinded I was with the glory of her face; I
should have fallen; but she caught me to her, and fixed her divine mouth on
mine, eating me up with the light of her eyes.  Her mouth moaned, her throat
sobbed with love; her tongue thrust itself into me as a shaft of sunlight
smites into the palm-groves; my robes fell shrivelled, and flesh to flesh we
clung.  Then in some strange way she gripped me body and soul, twining herself
about me and within me even as Death that devoureth mortal man.
   Still, still my being increased; my consciousness expanded until I was all
Nature seen as one, felt as one, apprehended as one, formed by me, part of
me, apart from me -- all these things at one moment -- and at the same time
the ecstasy of love grew colossal, a tower to scale the stars, a sea to drown
the sun ...
   I cannot write of this ... but in the streets people gathered apples of
gold that dropped from invisible boughs, and invisible porters poured out wine
for all, strange wine that healed disease and old age, wine that, poured
between the teeth of the dead (so long as the embalmer had not begun his
work), brought them back from the dark kingdom to perfect health and youth.

   As for me, I lay as one dead in the arms of the holy Veiled One -- Veiled
no more! -- while she took her pleasure of me ten times, a thousand times.  In
that whirlwind of passion all my strength was as a straw in the simoom.
   Yet I grew not weaker but stronger.  Though my ribs {317} cracked, I held
firm.  Presently indeed I stirred; it seemed as if her strength had come to
me.  Thus I forced back her head and thrust myself upon and into her even as a
comet that impales the sun upon its horn!  And my breath came fast between my
lips and hers; her moan now faint, like a dying child, no more like a wild
beast in torment.
   Even so, wild with the lust of conquest, I urged myself upon her and fought
against her.  I stretched out her arms and forced them to the ground; then I
crossed them on her breast, so that she was powerless.  And I became like a
mighty serpent of flame, and wrapt her, crushed her in my coils.
   I was the master! ...
   Then grew a vast sound about me as of shouting: I grew conscious of the
petty universe, the thing that seems apart from oneself, so long as one is
oneself apart from it.
   Men cried "The temple is on fire!  The temple of Asi the Veiled One is
burning!  The mighty temple that gave its glory to Thebai is aflame!
   Then I loosed my coils and gathered myself together into the form of a
mighty hawk of gold and spake one last word to her, a word to raise her from
the dead!
   But lo! not Asi, but Asar!
   White was his garment, starred with red and blue and yellow.  Green was his
Countenance, and in his hands he bore the crook and scourge.  Thus he rose,
even as the temple fell about us in ruins, and we were left standing there.
   And I wist not what to say.
   Now then the people of the city crowded in upon us, and for the most part
would have slain me.
   But Thoth the mighty God, the wise one, with his Ibis-head, {318} and his
nemyss of indigo, with his Ateph crown and his Phoenix wand and with his Ankh
of emerald, with his magic apron in the Three colours; yea, Thoth, the God of
Wisdom, whose skin is of tawny orange as though it burned in a furnace,
appeared visibly to all of us.  And the old Magus of the Well, whom no man had
seen outside his well for nigh threescore years, was found in the midst: and
he cried with a loud voice, saying:
   "The Equinox of the Gods!"
   And he went on to explain how it was that Nature should no longer be the
centre of man's worship, but Man himself, man in his suffering and death, man
in his purification and perfection.  And he recited the Formula of the Osiris
as follows, even as it hath been transmitted unto us by the Brethren of the
Cross and Rose unto this day:

   "For Asar Un-nefer hath said:
   He that is found perfect before the Gods hath said:
   These are the elements of my body, perfected through suffering,
      glorified through trial.
   For the Scent of the dying rose is the repressed sigh of my suffering;
   The Flame-Red fire is the energy of my undaunted Will;
   The Cup of Wine is the outpouring of the blood of my heart, sacrificed
      to regeneration;
   And the Bread and Salt are the Foundations of my Body
   Which I destroy in order that they may be renewed.
   For I am Asar triumphant, even Asar Un-nefer the Justified One!
   I am He who is clothed with the body of flesh,
   Yet in Whom is the Spirit of the mighty Gods.
   I am the Lord of Life, triumphant over death; he who partaketh with me
      shall arise with me.
   I am the manifestor in Matter of those whose abode is in the Invisible.
   I am purified: I stand upon the Universe: I am its Reconciler with the
      eternal Gods: I am the Perfector of Matter; and without me the
      Universe is not!"     {319}

   All this he said, and displayed the sacraments of Osiris before them all;
and in a certain mystical manner did we all symbolically partake of them.  But
for me! in the Scent of the dying Rose I beheld rather the perfection of the
love of my lady the Veiled One, whom I had won, and slain in the winning!

   Now, however, the old Magus clad me (for I was yet naked) in the dress of a
Priest of Osiris.  He gave me the robes of white Linen, and the leopard's
skin, and the wand and ankh.  Also he gave me the crook and scourge, and girt
me with the royal girdle.  On my head he set the holy Uraeus serpent for a
crown; and then, turning to the people, cried aloud:
   "Behold the Priest of Asar in Thebai!
   "He shall proclaim unto ye the worship of Asar; see that ye follow him!"
   Then, ere one could cry "Hold!" he had vanished from our sight.
   I dismissed the people; I was alone with the dead God; with Osiris, the
Lord of Amennti, the slain of Typhon, the devoured of Apophis ...
   Yea, verily, I was alone!

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                                 CHAPTER V

NOW then the great exhaustion took hold upon me, and I fell at the feet of the
Osiris as one dead.  All knowledge of terrestrial things was gone from me; I
entered the kingdom of the dead by the gate of the West.  For the worship of
Osiris is to join the earth to the West; it is the cultus of the Setting Sun.
Through Isis man obtains strength of nature; through Osiris he obtains the
strength of suffering and ordeal, and as the trained athlete is superior to
the savage, so is the magic of Osiris stronger than the magic of Isis.  So by
my secret practices at night, while my guardians strove to smooth my spirit
to a girl's, had I found the power to bring about that tremendous event, an
Equinox of the Gods.
   Just as thousands of years later was my secret revolt against Osiris -- for
the world had suffered long enough! -- destined to bring about another Equinox
in which Horus was to replace the Slain One with his youth and vigour and
victory.
   I passed therefore into these glowing abodes of Amennti, clad in thick
darkness, while my body lay entranced at the feet of the Osiris in the ruined
temple.
   Now the god Osiris sent forth his strange gloom to cover us, lest the
people should perceive or disturb; Therefore I lay peacefully entranced, and
abode in Amennti.  There I confronted the devouring god, and there was my
heart weighed {321} and found perfect; there the two-and-forty Judges bade me
pass through the pylons they guarded; there I spoke with the Seven, and with
the Nine, and with the Thirty-Three; and at the end I came out into the abode
of the Holy Hathor, unto her mystical mountain, and being there crowned and
garlanded I rejoiced exceedingly, coming out through the gate of the East, the
Beautiful gate, unto the Land of Khemi, and the city of Thebai, and the temple
that had been the temple of the Veiled One.  There I rejoined my body, making
the magical links in the prescribed manner, and rose up and did adoration to
the Osiris by the fourfold sign.  Therefore the Light of Osiris began to dawn;
it went about the city whirling forth, abounding, crying aloud; whereat the
people worshipped, being abased with exceeding fear.  Moreover, they hearkened
unto their wise men and brought gifts of gold, so that the temple floor was
heaped high; and gifts of oxen, so that the courts of the temple could not
contain them: and gifts of slaves, as it were a mighty army.
   Then I withdrew myself; and taking counsel with the wisest of the priests
and of the architects and of the sculptors, I gave out my orders so that the
temple might duly be builded.  By the favour of the god all things went
smoothly enough; yet was I conscious of some error in the working; or if you
will, some weakness in myself and my desire.  Look you, I could not forget the
Veiled One, my days of silence and solitude with Her, the slow dawn of our
splendid passion, the climax of all that wonder in her ruin!
   So as the day approached for the consecration of the temple I began to
dread some great catastrophe.  Yet all went well -- perhaps too well. {322}
   The priests and the people knew nothing of this, however.  For the god
manifested exceptional favour; as a new god must do, or how shall he establish
his position?  The harvest were fourfold, the cattle eightfold; the women were
all fertile -- yea! barren women of sixty years bore twins! -- there was no
disease or sorrow in the city.
   Mighty was the concourse of the citizens on the great day of the
consecration.
   Splendid rose the temple, a fortress of black granite.  The columns were
carved with wonderful images of all the gods adoring Osiris; marvels of
painting glittered on the walls; they told the story of Osiris, of his birth,
his life, his death at the hands of Typhon, the search after his scattered
members, the birth of Horus and Harpocrates, the vengeance upon Typhon Seth,
the resurrection of Osiris.
   The god himself was seated in a throne set back unto the wall.  It was of
lapis-lazuli and amber, it was inlaid with emerald and ruby.  Mirrors of
polished gold, of gold burnished with dried poison of asps, so that the slaves
who worked upon it might die.  For, it being unlawful for those mirrors to
have ever reflected any mortal countenance, the slaves were both blinded and
veiled; yet even so, it were best that they should die.
   At last the ceremony began.  With splendid words, with words that shone
like flames, did I consecrate all that were there present, even the whole city
of Thebai.
   And I made the salutation unto the attendant gods, very forcibly, so that
they responded with echoes of my adoration.  And Osiris accepted mine
adoration with gladness as I journeyed about at the four quarters of the
temple.  {323}
   Now cometh the mysterious ceremony of Assumption.  I took upon myself the
form of the god: I strove to put my heart in harmony with his.
   Alas! alas!  I was in tune with the dead soul of Isis; my heart was as a
flame of elemental lust and beauty; I could not -- I could not.  Then the
heavens lowered and black clouds gathered upon the Firmament of Nu.  Dark
flames of lightning rent the clouds, giving no light.  The thunder roared; the
people were afraid.  In his dark shrine the Osiris gloomed, displeasure on his
forehead, insulted majesty in his eyes.  Then a pillar of dust whirled down
from the vault of heaven, even unto me as I stood alone, half-defiant, in the
midst of the temple while the priests and the people cowered and wailed afar
off.  It rent the massy roof as it had been a thatch of straw, whirling the
blocks of granite far away into the Nile.  It descended, roaring and twisting,
like a wounded serpent demon-king in his death-agony; it struck me and lifted
me from the temple; it bore me through leagues of air into the desert; then it
dissolved and flung me contemptuously on a hill of sand.  Breathless and dazed
I lay, anger and anguish tearing at my heart.
   I rose to swear a mighty curse; exhaustion took me, and I fell in a swoon
to the earth.
   When I came to myself it was nigh dawn.  I went to the top of the hillock
and looked about me.  Nothing but sand, sand all ways.  Just so was it within
my heart!
   The only guide for my steps (as the sun rose) was a greener glimpse in the
East, which I thought might be the valley of the Nile reflected.  Thither I
bent my steps: all day I struggled with the scorching heat, the shifting sand.
At night I tried to sleep, for sheer fatigue impelled me.  But as often as I
lay {324} down, so often restlessness impelled me forward.  I would stagger on
awhile, then stumble and fall.  Only at dawn I slept perhaps for an hour, and
woke chilled to death by my own sweat.  I was so weak that I could hardly
raise a hand; my tongue was swollen, so that I could not greet the sun-disk
with the accustomed adoration.  My brain had slipped control; I could no
longer even think of the proper spells that might have brought me aid.
Instead, dreadful shapes drew near; one, a hideous camel-demon, an obscene
brute of filth; another, a black ape with a blue muzzle and crimson buttocks,
all his skin hairless and scabby, with his mass of mane oiled and trimmed like
a beautiful courtesan's.  This fellow mocked me with the alluring gestures of
such an one, and anon voided his excrement upon me.  Moreover there were
others, menacing and terrible, vast cloudy demon-shapes. ...
   I could not think of the words of power that control them.
   Now the sun that warmed my chill bones yet scorched me further.  My tongue
so swelled that I could hardly breathe; my face blackened; my eyes bulged out.
The fiends came closer; drew strength from my weakness, made themselves
material bodies, twitched me and spiked me and bit me.  I turned on them and
struck feebly again and again; but they evaded me easily and their yelling
laughter rang like hell's in my ears.  Howbeit I saw that they attacked me
only on one side, as if to force me to one path.  But I was wise enough to
keep my shadow steadily behind me: and they, seeing this, were all the more
enraged: I therefore the more obstinate in my course.  Then they changed their
tactics; and made as if to keep me in the course I had chosen; and seeing
this, I was confirmed therein. {325}
   Truly with the gods I went! for in a little while I came to a pool of water
and a tall palm standing by.
   I plunged in that cool wave; my strength came back, albeit slowly; yet with
one wave of my hand in the due gesture the fiends all vanished; and in an hour
I was sufficiently restored to call forth my friends from the pool -- the
little fishes my playmates -- and the nymph of the pool came forth and bowed
herself before me and cooked me the fishes with that fire that renders water
luminous and sparkling.  Also she plucked me dates from the tree, and I ate
thereof.  Thus was I much comforted; and when I had eaten, she took my head
upon her lap, and sang me to sleep; for her voice was like the ripple of the
lakes under the wind of spring and like the bubbling of a well and like the
tinkling of a fountain through a bed of moss.  Also she had deep notes like
the sea that booms upon a rocky shore.
   So long, long, long I slept.
   Now when I awoke the nymph had gone; but I took from my bosom a little
casket of certain sacred herbs; and casting a few grains into the pool, repaid
her for her courtesy.  And I blessed her in the name of our dead lady Isis,
and went on in the strength of that delicious meal for a great way.  Yet I
wist not what to do; for I was as it were a dead man, although my age was
barely two and twenty years.
   What indeed should befall me?
   Yet I went on; and, climbing a ridge, beheld at last the broad Nile, and a
shining city that I knew not.
   There on the ridge I stood and gave thanks to the great gods of Heaven, the
Aeons of infinite years, that I had come thus far.  For at the sight of Nilus
new life began to dawn in me. {326}








                                CHAPTER VI

WITHOUT any long delay I descended the slopes and entered the city.  Not
knowing what might have taken place in Thebai and what news might have come
thither, I did not dare declare myself; but seeking out the High Priest of
Horus I showed him a certain sign, telling him that I was come from Memphis on
a journey, and intended to visit Thebai to pay homage at the shrine of Isis.
But he, full of the news, told me that the ancient priestess of Isis, who had
become priest of Osiris, had been taken up to heaven as a sign of the signal
favour of the God.  Whereat I could hardly hold myself from laughter; yet I
controlled myself and answered that I was not prepared to return to Memphis,
for that I was vowed to Isis, and Osiris could not serve my turn.
   At this he begged me to stay as his guest, and to go worship at the temple
of Isis in this city.  I agreed thereto, and the good man gave me new robes
and jewels from the treasury of his own temple.  There too I rested sweetly on
soft cushions fanned by young boys with broad leaves of palm.  Also he sent me
the dancing girl of Sleep.  It was the art of this girl to weave such subtle
movements that the sense, watching her, swooned; and as she swayed she sang,
ever lower and lower as she moved slower and slower, until the looker-listener
was dissolved in bliss of sleep and delicate dream. {327}
   Then as he slept she would bend over him even as Nuit the Lady of the Stars
that bendeth over the black earth, and in his ears she would whisper strange
rhythms, secret utterances, whereby his spirit would be rapt into the realms
of Hathor or some other golden goddess, there in one night to reap an harvest
of refreshment such as the fields of mortal sleep yield never.
   So then I woke at dawn, to find her still watching, still looking into my
eyes with a tender smile on her mouth that cooed whispers infinitely soothing.
Indeed with a soft kiss she waked me, for in this Art there is a right moment
to sleep, and another to waken: which she was well skilled to divine.
   I rose then -- she flitted away like a bird -- and robed myself; and,
seeking my host, went forth with him to the Temple of Isis.
   Now their ritual (it appeared) differed in one point from that to which I
was accustomed.  Thus, it was not death to intrude upon the ceremony save only
for the profane.  Priests of a certain rank of initiation might if they
pleased behold it.  I, therefore, wishing to see again that marvellous glowing
of the Veil, disclosed a sufficient sign to the High Priest.  Thereat was he
mightily amazed; and, from the foot judging Hercules, began to think that I
might be some sacred envoy or inspector from the Gods themselves.  This I
allowed him to think; meanwhile we went forward into the shrines and stood
behind the pillars, unseen, in the prescribed position.
   Now it chanced that the High Priestess herself had this day chosen to
perform the rite.
   This was a woman tall and black, most majestic, with {328} limbs strong as
a man's.  Her gaze was hawk-keen, and her brow commanding.  But at the
Assumption of the God-form she went close and whispered into the Veil, so low
that we could not hear it; but as it seemed with fierce intensity, with some
passion that knotted up her muscles, so that her arms writhed like wounded
snakes.  Also the veins of her forehead swelled, and foam came to her lips.
We thought that she had died; her body swelled and shuddered; last of all a
terrible cry burst from her throat, inarticulate, awful.
   Yet all this while the Veil glittered, though something sombrely.  Also the
air was filled with a wild sweeping music, which rent our very ears with its
uncouth magic.  For it was like no music that I had ever heard before.  At
last the Priestess tore herself away from the Veil and reeled -- as one
drunken -- down the temple.  Sighs and sobs tore her breast; and her nails
made bloody grooves in her wet flanks.
   On a sudden she espied me and my companion; with one buffet she smote him
to earth -- it is unlawful to resist the Priestess when she is in the Ecstasy
of Union -- and falling upon me, like a wild beast she buried her teeth in my
neck, bearing me to the ground.  Then, loosing me, while the blood streamed
from me, she fixed her glittering eyes upon it with strange joy, and with her
hands she shook me as a lion shakes a buck.  Sinewy were her hands, with big
knuckles, and the strength of her was as cords of iron.  Yet her might was but
a mortal's; in a little she gave one gasp like a drowning man's; her body
slackened, and fell with its dead weight on mine, her mouth glued to mine in
one dreadful kiss.  Dreadful; for as my mouth returned it, almost
mechanically, the blood gushed from her nostrils and blinded me.  I too, then,
more {329} dead than alive, swooned into bliss, into trance.  I was awakened
by the High Priest of Horus.  "Come," he said; "she is dead."  I disengaged
myself from all that weight of madness -- and the body writhed convulsively as
I turned it over -- I kissed those frothy lips, for in death she was beautiful
beyond belief, joyous beyond description -- thence I staggered to the Veil,
and saluted with all my strength, so that it glittered under the force of my
sheer will.  Then I turned me again, and with the High Priest sought his
house.
   Strange indeed was I as I went through the city, my new robes dark with
blood of that most holy sorceress.
   But no one of the people dared so much as lift his eyes; nor spoke we
together at all.  But when we were come into the house of the High Priest,
sternly did he confront me.
   "What is this, my son?"
   And I weary of the folly of the world and of the uselessness of things
answered him:
   "Father, I go back to Memphis.  I am the Magus of the Well."
   Now he knew the Magus, and answered me:
   "Why liest thou?"
   And I said "I am come into the world where all speech is false, and all
speech is true."
   Then he did me reverence, abasing himself unto the ground even unto nine-
and-ninety times.
   And I spurned him and said, "Bring forth the dancing girl of Sleep; for in
the morning I will away to Memphis."
   And she came forth, and I cursed her and cried: "Be thou the dancing girl
of Love!"
   And it was so.  And I went in unto her, and knew her; {330} and in the
morning I girded myself, and boarded the state barge of the High Priest, and
pillowed myself upon gold and purple, and disported myself with lutes and with
lyres and with parrots, and with black slaves, and with wine and with
delicious fruits, until I came even unto the holy city of Memphis.
   And there I called soldiers of Pharaoh, and put cruelly to death all them
that had accompanied me; and I burnt the barge, adrift upon the Nile at
sunset, so that the flames alarmed the foolish citizens.  All this I did, and
danced naked in my madness through the city, until I came to the Old Magus of
the Well.
   And laughing, I threw a stone upon him, crying: "Ree me the riddle of my
life!"
   And he answered naught.
   Then I threw a great rock upon him, and I heard his bones crunch, and I
cried in mockery: "Ree me the riddle of "thy" life!"
   But he answered naught.
   Then I threw down the wall of the well; and I burned the house with fire
that stood thereby, with the men-servants and the maid-servants.
   And none dared stay me; for I laughed and exulted in my madness.  Yea,
verily, I laughed, and laughed -- and laughed ---  {331}







                                CHAPTER VII

THEN being healed of my madness I took all the treasure of that old Magus
which he had laid up for many years -- and none gainsaid me.  Great and
splendid was it of gold more than twelve bullocks could draw, of balassius
rubies, and sardonyx, and beryl, and chrysoprase; of diamond and starry
sapphire, of emerald much, very much, of topaz and of amethyst great and
wonderful gems.  Also he had a figure of Nuit greater than a woman, which was
made of lapis lazuli specked with gold, carved with marvellous excellence.
And he had the secret gem of Hadit that is not found on earth, for that it is
invisible save when all else is no more seen.
   Then went I into the market and bought slaves.  I bought me in particular
a giant, a Nubian blacker than polished granite seen by starlight, tall as a
young palm and straight, yet more hideous than the Ape of Thoth.  Also I
bought a young pale stripling from the North, a silly boy with idle
languishing ways.  But his mouth burned like sunset when the dust-storms blow.
So pale an weak was he that all despised him and mocked him for a girl.  Then
he took a white-hot iron from the fire and wrote with it my name in
hieroglyphics on his breast; nor did his smile once alter while the flesh
hissed and smoked.
   Thus we went out a great caravan to a rocky islet in the {332} Nile,
difficult of access for that the waters foamed and swirled dangerously about
it.  There we builded a little temple shaped like a beehive; but there was no
altar and no shrine therein; for in that temple should the god be sacrificed
unto himself.
   Myself I made the god thereof; I powdered my hair with gold, and inwound it
with flowers.  I gilded my eyelids, and I stained my lips with vermilion.  I
gilded my breasts and my nails, and as God and Victim in one was I daily
sacrificed unto that strange thing that was none other than myself.  I made my
giant Nubian high priest; and I endowed his wand with magic power, so that he
might properly perform my rites.  This he did to such purpose that many men
from Memphis and even from more distant towns, leaving their gods, came
thither, and did sacrifice.  Then I appointed also the pale boy warder of the
Sanctuary: and he swore unto me to be faithful unto death.
   Now there arose a great strife in Memphis, and many foolish and lewd women
cried out against us.  So fierce was the uproar that a great company of women
issued forth from the city and came into the island.  They slew my pale boy
at the gate, though sword in hand he fought against them.  Then they frothed
on, and I confronted them in my glory.  They hesitated, and in that moment I
smote them with a deadly itching, so that running forth they tore off their
clothes and set themselves to scratching, while my people laughed until they
ached.
   At the term, indeed, with exhaustion and with loss of blood they died all;
four hundred and two women perished in that great day's slaughter.  So that
the people of Memphis had peace for awhile. {333}
   But as for me, I mourned the loss of that young slave.  I had his body
embalmed as is not fitting for other than a king.  And at the door of the
temple I placed his sarcophagus beneath a hedge of knives and spears, so that
there was no other access to my glory.
   Like honour hath no slave had ever.
   Thus then I abode three cycles of the season; and at the end of that time
the high Priest died.
   For mine was a strange and dreadful rite to do; none other, and none
unfortified by magic power, could have done this thing.
   Yet I too sickened of that everlasting sacrifice.  I was become worn and
wan; there was no blood but ice in my veins.  I had indeed become all but a
god ...
   Therefore I took the body of my Nubian, and slew four young girls, and
filled all the hollow spaces of his body with their blood.  Then too I sealed
up his body with eight seals; and the ninth seal was mine own, the centre of
my godhead.
   Then he rose slowly and staggeringly as I uttered the dreadful words:

                    A ka dua
                    Tuf ur biu
                    Bi aa chefu
                    Dudu ner af an nuteru!

   Then I touched him with my wand and he rose into full power of his being;
and we entered in, and for the last time did he preform (though silent) the
ceremony.  At whose end he lay shrivelled and collapsed, shrunken like an old
wineskin; yet his blood availed me nothing.  I was icier than before.  Yet
now indeed was I Osiris, for I sent out flames {334} of cold gray glory from
my skin, and mine eyes were rigid with ecstasy.
   Yea, by Osiris himself, I swear it!  Even as the eyes of all living men
revolve ceaselessly, so were mine fixed!
   Then I shook myself and went forth into the city of Memphis, my face being
veiled and my steps led by slaves.
   And there I went into the temples one by one; and I twitched aside my veil,
whereat all men fell dead on the instant, and the gods tumbled from their
places, and broke in pieces upon the floor.
   And I veiled myself, and went into the market-place and lifted up my voice
in a chant and cried:

          Death, and desolation, and despair!
          I lift up my voice, and all the gods are dumb.
          I unveil my face, and all that liveth is no more,
          I sniff up life, and breathe forth destruction.
          I hear the music of the world, and its echo is Silence.

          Death, and desolation, and despair!
          The parting of the ways is come: the Equinox of the Gods is past.
          Another day: another way.
          Let them that hear me be abased before me!
          Death, and desolation, and despair!

Then I pulled away my veil, and the cold lightnings of death shot forth, and
the people of the city fell dead where they stood.
   Save only one, a young boy, a flute-player, that was blind, and, seeing not
those eyes of mine, died not.
   Then to him I spake, saying:
   "Arise, summon the priests and the people, all that remain.  And let them
build a temple unto Osiris the God of the dead, and let the dead be worshipped
for ever and ever." {335}
   This I said, and went out from the city with the two slaves that I had left
in the gate, and we went unto Nile, unto a cave by the bank of the river; and
there I abode for many months, weeping for Isis my Lady.  For though I had
avenged her in many dreadful deeds, yet I brought her not back unto life.
Moreover the love of her was as it were dead in me, so that my heart stirred
not at the thought of her.  Say that my love wandered like a ghost unburied,
frozen, adrift upon the winds!
   Now of my deeds at this period it is almost too horrible to tell.  For I
performed great penance, in the hope of vitalizing that dead principle in me
which men call the soul.
   I starved myself shamefully, in this manner.  First surrounding myself with
all possible luxuries of food, brought in steaming and savoury from hour to
hour, I yet condemned myself to subsist upon a little garlic and a little
salt, with a little water in which oats had been bruised.
   Then if any wish arose in me to eat of the dainties around me I gashed
myself with a sharp stone.
   Moreover I kindled a great fire in the cave so that the slaves stumbled and
fainted as they approached.  And the smoke choked me so that I constantly
vomited a black and ill-smelling mucus from my lungs, stained here and there
with frothing blood.
   Again, I suffered my hair to grow exceeding long, and therein I harboured
vermin.  Also, when I lay down to sleep, though this I did not till with
swollen tongue and blackened throat I could no longer howl the name of my dead
Lady, then (I say) did I smear my limbs with honey, that the rats of the cave
might gnaw them as I slept.  Moreover, I pillowed {336} mine head upon a
corpse dead of leprosy, and whenever that dead soul of mine stirred at all
with love toward my Lady, then I caressed and kissed that corpse, and sang
soft songs to it, playing with gracious words and gestures.  All this spoke
loudly to my soul, rebuking it for its weakness and corruption.  So too the
bitterness and foulness of my life would often overleap the limit of
sensibility; and then for hours together would I be lost in a raging whirlwind
of laughter.  At this time my slaves would be afraid to come anigh me, and
then darting out of the cave I would catch one by the hair and dragging him
within put him to exquisite torture.  This indeed was of great use to me; for
I would devise atrocious things, and if they served to excite his utmost
anguish I would then try them on myself.  Thus I would run needles steeped in
Nile mud beneath my finger-vails, so that the sores festering might produce a
sickening agony.  Or again I would cut strips of skin and tear them off; but
this failed, though it acted well enough upon the slave, for my own skin had
become too brittle.  Then I would take a piece of hard wood, and hammer it
with a stone against the bones, hurting the membrane that covers them, and
causing it to swell.  This too I had to abandon, for the limb of the slave
died, and he swelled up and rotted and turned green, and in shocking agony he
died.
   So then I was compelled to cure myself magically, and this was a great loss
of force.
   Yet was I "Far from the Happy Ones," although my lips hung on my fleshless
face like bean-pods withered and blackened, and although there was not one
inch of skin upon all my body that was not scarred.  {337}
   Yet my trial was nigh its end.  For the people of Memphis, wondering at the
frequent purchases of dead lepers made always by the same slave, began, as is
the wont of the ignorant, to spread foolish rumours.  At last they said openly
"there is an holy hermit in the old cave by Nile."  Then the barren women of
the city came out stealthily to me in the hope that by my sanctity their dry
sticks might blossom.
   But I showed them my dead leper, and said "Let me first beget children upon
this, and after I will do your business."  This liked them not; yet they left
me not alone, for they went home and cried out that I was an horror, a ghoul,
a vampire.  ... And at that all the young and beautiful women of the city,
leaving their lovers and their husbands, flocked to me, bringing gifts.  But I
took them to the dead leper and said, "When you are beautiful as that is
beautiful, and when I am weary of its beauty and its delight, then will I do
your pleasure."
   Then they all raged vehemently against me, and stirred up the men of the
city to destroy me.  And I, not being minded to display my magic force, went
by night (so soon as I heard of this) and took sanctuary in the shrine of
Osiris that I had caused them to build.  And there I attained felicity; for
uniting my consciousness with the god's, I obtained the expansion of that
consciousness.  Is not the kingdom of the dead a mighty kingdom?
   So I perceived the universe as it were a single point of infinite
nothingness yet of infinite extension; and becoming this universe, I became
dissolved utterly therein.  Moreover, my body lifted itself up and rose in the
air to a great height beyond the shadow of the earth, and the earth rolled
beneath {338} me; yet of all this I knew nothing, for that I was all these
things and none of them.  Moreover I was united with Isis the Mother of
Osiris, being yet her brother and her lord.
   Woe, woe to me! for all this was but partial and imperfect; nor did I truly
understand that which occurred.
   Only this I knew, that I should return to my city of Thebai, and rule
therein as High Priest of Osiris, no longer striving to some end unheard-of
or impossible, but quietly and patiently living in the enjoyment of my
dignities and wealth, even as a man.
   Yet one thing I saw also, that as Isis is the Lady of all Nature, the
living; and as Osiris is the Lord of the Dead, so should Horus come, the Hawk-
headed Lord, as a young child, the image of all Nature and all Man raised
above Life and Death, under the supreme rule of Hadit that is Force and of
Nuit that is Matter -- though they are a Matter and a Force that transcend all
our human conceptions of these things.
   But of this more anon, in its due place. {339}









                               CHAPTER VIII

BEHOLD me then returned to Thebai!  So scarred and altered was I, though not
yet thirty years of age, that they knew me not.  So I offered myself as a
serving-man in the temple of Osiris, and I pleased the priests mightily, for
by my magic power -- though they thought it to be natural -- I sang songs
unto the god, and made hymns.  Therefore in less than a year they began to
speak of initiating me into the priesthood.  Now the High Priest at this time
was a young and vigorous man, black-bearded in the fashion of Osiris, with a
single square tuft beneath the chin.  Him had they chosen after my departure
in the whirlwind.  And the High Priestess was a woman of forty and two years
old, both dark and beautiful, with flashing eyes and stern lips.  Yet her body
was slim and lithe like that of a young girl.  Now, as it chanced, it was my
turn to serve her with the funeral offerings; flesh of oxen and of geese,
bread, and wine.  And as she ate she spake with me; for she could see by her
art that I was not a common serving-man.  Then I took out the consecrated Wand
of Khem that I had from my father; and I placed it in her hand.  At that she
wondered, for that Wand is the sign of a great and holy initiation: so rare
that (as they say) no woman but one has ever attained unto it.  Then she
blessed herself that she had been permitted to look upon it, and prayed me to
keep silence {340} for a little while, for she had somewhat in her mind to do.
And I lifted up the wand upon her in the nine-and-forty-fold benediction, and
she received illumination thereof, and rejoiced.  Then I fell at her feet --
for she was the High Priestess -- and kissed them reverently, and withdrew.
   Then three days afterwards, as I learnt, she sent for a priestess who was
skilled in certain deadly crafts and asked of her a poison.  And she gave it,
saying: "Let the High Priest of the God of the dead go down to the dead!"
Then that wicked High Priestess conveyed unto him subtly the poison in the
sacraments themselves, and he died thereof.  Then by her subtlety she caused a
certain youth to be made high priest who was slovenly and stupid, thinking in
herself "Surely the god will reject him."  But at his word the Image of the
god glowed as was its wont.  And at that she knew -- and we all knew -- that
the glory was departed; for that the priests had supplanted the right ceremony
by some trick of deceit and craft.
   Thereat was she mightily cast down, for though wicked and ambitious, she
had yet much power and knowledge.
   But instead of using that power and that knowledge she sought to oppose
craft with craft.  And suspecting (aright) whose cunning had done this thing
she bribed him to reverse the machinery, so that the High Priest might be
shamed.  But shamed he was not; for he lied, saying that the God glowed
brighter than the Sun; and he lied securely, for Maat the Lady of Truth had no
place in that temple.  To such foulness was all fallen by my first failure to
assume the god-form, and their priestly falsehood that my sanctity had rapt me
into heaven.  Nor had the wealth they lied to obtain availed them {341} aught;
for Pharaoh had descended upon Thebai, and laid heavy hand upon the coffers of
the temple, so that they were poor.  Even, they sold good auguries for gold;
and these were a very destruction to them that bought.  Then they sold curses,
and sowed discord in the city.  Wherefore the people grew poorer still, and
their gifts to the temple waxed even less.
   For there is no foolishness like the hunger after gain.
   Of old the gods had given blessing, and the people offered freely of their
plenty.
   Now the priests sowed chaff, and reaped but barrenness.
   So I waited patiently in silence to see what might befall.  And this
foolish priestess could think of no better expedient than formerly.  But this
young stupid man had guessed how his predecessor was dead, and he touched not
the sacraments; but feigned.
   Then she called for me -- and I was now ordained priest -- to take counsel
of me; for she was minded to put me in his place.
   Thus she made a great banquet for me; and when we were well drunken she
laid her head upon my breast and said marvellous things to me of love, to me,
who had loved the Veiled One!  But I feigned all the madness of passion and
made her drunk thereon, so that she talked great words, frothing forth like
dead fishes swollen in the sun, of how we should rule Thebai and (it might be)
displace Pharaoh and take his throne and sceptre.  Yet, foolish woman! she
could not think how she might remove this stupid high priest, her own nominee!
So I answered her "Assume the Form of Osiris, and all will be well in the
Temple of Osiris."  Mocking her, for I knew {342} that she could not.  Yet so
drunken was she upon love and wine that there and then she performed the
ritual of Adoration and Assumption.
   Then I in merry mood put out my power, and caused her in truth to become
Osiris, so that she went icy stark, and her eyes fixed. ...
   Then she tried to shriek with fear, and could not; for I had put upon her
the silence of the tomb.
   But all the while I feigned wonder and applause, so that she was utterly
deceived.  And being tired of mocking her, I bade her return.  This she did,
and knew not what to say.  At first she pretended to have received a great
secret; then, knowing how much higher was my grade initiation, dared not.
Then, at last, being frightened, she flung herself at my feet and confessed
all, pleading that at least her love for me was true.  This may well have
been; in any case I would have had compassion upon her, for in sooth her body
was like a flower, white and pure, though her mouth was heavy and strong, her
eyes wrinkled with lust, and her cheeks flaccid with deceit.
   So I comforted her, pressing her soft body in mine arms, drinking the wine
of her eyes, feeding upon the honey of her mouth.
   Then at last I counselled her that she should bid him to a secret banquet,
and that I should serve them, disguised in my old dress as a serving-man.
   On the next night after this he came, and I served them, and she made open
love (though feigned) to him.  Yet subtly, so that he thought her the deer and
himself the lion.  Then at last he went clean mad, and said: "I will give thee
what thou {343} wilt for one kiss of that thy marvellous mouth."  Then she
made him swear the oath by Pharaoh -- the which if he broke Pharaoh would have
his head -- and she kissed him once, as if her passion were like the passion
of Nile in flood for the sandy bars that it devoureth, and then leaping up,
answered him, "give me thine office of High Priest for this my lover!"  With
that she took and fondled me.  He gaped, aghast; then he took off the ring of
office and flung it at her feet; he spat one word in her face; he slunk away.
   But I, picking up the ring of office, cried after him: "What shall be done
to who insulteth the High Priestess?"
   And he turned and answered sullenly: "I was the High Priest."  "Thou hadst
no longer the ring!" she raged at him, her face white with fury, her mouth
dripping the foam of her anger -- for the word was a vile word! ...
   Then she smote upon the bell, and the guard appeared.  At her order they
brought the instruments of death, and summoned the executioner, and left us
there.  Then the executioner bound him to the wheel of iron by his ankles and
his waist and his throat; and he cut off his eyelids, that he might look upon
his death.  Then with his shears he cut off the lips from him, saying, "With
these lips didst thou blaspheme the Holy One, the Bride of Osiris."  Then one
by one he wrenched out the teeth of him, saying every time: "With this tooth
didst thou frame a blasphemy against the Holy One, the Bride of Osiris."  Then
he pulled out the tongue with his pincers, saying: "With this tongue didst
thou speak blasphemy against the Holy One, the Bride of Osiris."  Then took he
a strong corrosive acid and blistered his throat therewith, saying: "From this
throat didst thou blaspheme the Holy One, {344} the Bride of Osiris."  Then he
took a rod of steel, white-hot, and burnt away his secret parts, saying: "Be
thou put to shame, who hast blasphemed the Holy One, the Bride of Osiris."
After that, he took a young jackal and gave it to eat at his liver, saying:
"Let the beasts that devour carrion devour the liver that lifted itself up to
blaspheme the Holy One, the Bride of Osiris!"  With that the wretch died, and
they exposed his body in the ditch of the city, and the dogs devoured it.
   Now all this while had my lady dallied amorously with me, making such sweet
moan of love as never was, yet her face fixed upon his eyes who loved her, and
there glared in hell's torment, the body ever striving against the soul which
should exceed.
   And, as I judge, but the favour of Set the soul gat mastery therein.
   Also, though I write it now, coldly, these many thousand years afterward,
never had I such joy of love of any woman as with her, and at that hour, so
that as I write it I remember well across the mist of time every honey word
she spoke, every witching kiss (our mouths strained sideways) that she sucked
from my fainting lips, every shudder of her soft strong body.  I remember the
jewelled coils of hair, how they stung like adders as they touched me; the
sharp rapture of her pointed nails pressing me, now velvet-soft, now
capricious-cruel, now (love-maddened) thrust deep to draw blood, as they
played up and down my spine.  But I saw nothing; by Osiris I swear it!  I saw
nothing, save only the glare in the eyes of that lost soul that writhed upon
the wheel.
   Indeed, as the hangman took out the corpse, we fell back {345} and lay
there among the waste of the banquet, the flagons overturned, the napery awry,
the lamps extinct or spilt, the golden cups, chased with obscene images,
thrown here and there, the meats hanging over the edge of their bejewelled
dishes, their juice staining the white luxury of the linen; and in the midst
ourselves, our limbs as careless as the wind, motionless.
   One would have said: the end of the world is come.  But through all that
fiery abyss of sleep wherein I was plunged so deep, still stirred the cool
delight of the knowledge that I had won the hand for which I played, that I
was High Priest of Osiris in Thebai.
   But in the morning we rose and loathed each other, our mouths awry, our
tongues hanging loose from their corners like thirsty dogs, our eyes blinking
in agony from the torture of daylight, our limbs sticky with stale sweat.
   Therefore we rose and saluted each other in the dignity of our high
offices; and we departed one from the other, and purified ourselves.
   Then I went unto the Ceremony of Osiris, and for the last time the shameful
farce was played.
   But in my heart I vowed secretly to cleanse the temple of its chicanery and
folly.  Therefore at the end of the ceremony did I perform a mighty banishing,
a banishing of all things mortal and immortal, even from Nuit that circleth
infinite Space unto Hadit the Core of Things; from Amoun that ruleth before
all the Gods unto Python the terrible Serpent that abideth at the end of
things, from Ptah the god of the pure soul of aethyr unto Besz the brute force
of that which is grosser than earth, which hath no name, which is denser than
{346} lead and more rigid than steel; which is blacker than the thick darkness
of the abyss, yet is within all and about all.
   Amen!
   Then during the day I took counsel with myself, and devised a cunning to
match the cunning of them that had blasphemed Osiris, who had at last become
my God.
   Yea! bitterly would I avenge him on the morrow.  {347}









                                CHAPTER IX

NOW this was the manner of my working, that I inspired the High Priestess to
an Oracle, so that she prophesied, saying that Osiris should never be content
with his servants unless they had passed the four ordeals of the elements.
Now of old these rituals had been reserved for a special grade of initiation.
The chapter was therefore not a little alarmed, until they remembered how
shamefully all the true magic was imitated, so that the rumour went that this
was but a device of the High Priestess to increase the reputation of the
temple for sanctity.  And, their folly confirming them in this, they agreed
cheerfully and boasted themselves.  Now then did I swathe them one by one in
the grave-clothes of Osiris, binding upon the breast and image, truly
consecrated, of the god, with a talisman against the four elements.
   Then I set them one by one upon a narrow and lofty tower, balanced, so that
the least breath of wind would blow them off into destruction.
   Those whom the air spared I next threw into Nile where most it foams and
races.  Only a few the water gave back again.  These, however, did I bury for
three days in the earth without sepulchre or coffin, so that the element of
earth might combat them.  And the rare ones whom earth spared I cast upon a
fire of charcoal. {348}
   Now who is prepared for these ordeals (being firstly attuned to the
elements) findeth them easy.  He remains still, though the tempest rage upon
the tower; in the water he floats easily and lightly; buried, he but throws
himself into trance; and, lastly, his wrappings protect him against the fire,
though all Thebai went to feed the blaze.
   But it was not so with this bastard priesthood of Osiris.  For of the
three hundred only nine were found worthy.  The High Priestess, however, I
brought through by my magic, for she had amused me mightily, and I took great
pleasure in her love, that was wilder than the rage of all the elements in
one.
   So I called together the nine who had survived, all being men, and gave
them instruction and counsel, that they should form a secret brotherhood to
learn and to teach the formula of the Osiris in its supreme function of
initiating the human soul.  That they should keep discipline in the temple
only for the sake of the people, permitting every corruption yet withdrawing
themselves from it.  Is not the body perishable, and the skin most pure?  So
also the ancient practice of embalming should fall into desuetude, and that
soon; for the world was past under the rule of Osiris, who loveth the charnel
and the tomb.
   All being sworn duly into this secret brotherhood I appointed them, one to
preside over each grade, and him of the lowest grade to select the candidates
and to govern the temple.
   Then did I perform the invoking Ceremony of Osiris, having destroyed the
blasphemous machinery; and now at last did the God answer me, glittering with
infinite brilliance. {349}  Then I disclosed myself to the Priests, and they
rejoiced exceedingly that after all those years the old lie was abolished, and
the master come back to his own.
   But the god uttered an Oracle, saying: "This last time shall I glitter with
brilliance in My temple; for I am the god of Life in Death, concealed.
Therefore shall your magic henceforth be a magic most secret in the heart; and
whoso shall perform openly any miracle, him shall ye know for a liar and a
pretender to the sacred Wisdom.
   "For this cause am I wrapped ever in a shroud of white starred with the
three active colours; these things conceal Me, so that he who knoweth Me hath
passed beyond them."
   Then did the god call us each separately to him, and in each ear did he
whisper a secret formula and a word of power, pertaining to the grade to which
I had appointed him.
   But to me he gave the supreme formula and the supreme word, the word that
hath eight-and-seventy letters, the formula that hath five-and-sixty limbs.
   So then I devoted myself there and then to a completer understanding of
Osiris my God, so that I might discover his function in the whole course of
the Cosmos.
   For he that is born in the years of the power of a God thinketh that God to
be eternal, one, alone.  But he that is born in the hour of the weakness of
the God, at the death of one and the birth of the other, seeth something
(though it be little) of the course of things.  And for him it is necessary to
understand fully that change of office (for the gods neither die nor are re-
born, but now one initiates and the other guards, and now one heralds and the
other sanctifies) its purpose and meaning in the whole scheme of things. {350}
   So I, in this year V of the Equinox of the Gods (1908) wherein Horus took
the place of Osiris, will by the light of this my magical memory seek to
understand fully the formula of Horus -- Ra Hoor Khuit -- my god, that ruleth
the world under Nuit and Hadit.  Then as Ankh-f-na-khonsu left unto me the
"stele" 666 with the keys to that knowledge, so also may I write down in
hieroglyph the formula of the Lady of the Forked Wand and of the Feather, that
shall assume his throne and place when the strength of Horus is exhausted.
   So now the service of the Gods was to be secret and their magic concealed
from men.  They were to fall before the eyes of men from their place, and
little sewer-rats were to come and mock at them, no man avenging them, and
they utterly careless, not striking for themselves.  Yet was there knowledge
of them which an initiate might gain, though so much more difficult,
immeasurably higher and more intimate.
   My life from this moment became highly concentrated upon itself.  I had no
time either for ascetic practices or for any pleasures; nor would I take any
active part in the service of the temple which, purified and regenerated, had
become both subtly perfect and perfectly subtle.
   It was not all of the people who did at all comprehend the change that had
occurred; but the others obeyed and made believe to understand, lest their
fellows should despise them.  So it happened that the more ignorant and stupid
any person was the more he feigned understanding; so that the least devout
appeared the most devout -- as it is unto this day.
   But for me all these things were as nothing; for I studied ever the nature
of Osiris, concentrating myself into mysterious pure symbols.  I understood
why it was said that Isis had {351} failed to discover the Phallus of Osiris,
and thus perceived the necessity of Horus to follow him in the great
succession of the Equinoxes.  Moreover I fashioned talismans of pure light
concerning Osiris, and I performed in light all the ceremonies of initiation
into his mysteries.
   These were interpreted by wise men and translated into the language of the
twilight and graven on stone and in the memories of men.
   Yet was I even more intrigued in that great struggle to apprehend the
course of things, as it is seen from the standpoint of Destiny.  So that I
might leave true and intelligible images to enlighten the mind of him (whether
myself or another) that should come after me to celebrate the Equinox of the
Gods at the end of the period of Osiris.
   As now hath come to pass.
   Thus then three-and-thirty years I lived in the temple of Osiris a High
Priest; and I subdued all men under me.  Also I abolished the office of
priestess, for had not Isis failed to find that venerable Phallus without
which Osiris must be so melancholy a god?  <<WEH NOTE:  The last Priestess of
Amen-Ra at Thebes was also the Priestess of Osiris at Abydos and of Isis and
Horus at Panopolis.  She was named Nesitanebtashru and lived circa 970 b.c.e.
--- see Budge, "The Greenfield Papyrus in the British Museum.">> Therefore was
Khemi to fall, and the world to be dark and sorrowful for many years.
   Therefore I made mine High Priestess into a serving-maid, and with veiled
face she served me all those many years, never speaking.
   Yet they being accomplished, I thought fit to reward her.  So magically I
renewed about her the body of a young girl, and for a year she served me,
unveiled and speaking at her pleasure.
   And her time being come, she died.
   Then I looked again into my destiny, and perceived that {352} all my work
was duly accomplished.  Nor could any use or worth be found in my body.
   So therefore I determined to accept my great reward, that was granted unto
me as the faithful minister of the god F.I.A.T. that is behind all
manifestation of Will and of Intelligence, of whom Isis and Osiris and Horus
are but the ministers.
   Of this, and of my death, I will speak on another occasion.
   But first I will discourse of the inhabitants of the kingdom that
encircleth the world, so that they who "fear" may be comforted.

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                                 CHAPTER X

BUT of these matters I am warned that I shall not now become aware, for that
there be great mysteries therein contained, pertaining to a degree of
initiation of which I am as yet unworthy.

                ("Thus the record comes abruptly to an end.")







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