okshelves; and found one of the most exhaustive alchemical libraries i have ever seen。 there were the works of morienus; who hid his immortal body under a shirt of hair?cloth; of avicenna; who was a drunkard and yet controlled numberless legions of spirits; of alfarabi; who put so many spirits into his lute that he could make men laugh; or weep; or fall in deadly trance as he would; of lully; who transformed himself into the likeness of a red cock; of flamel; who with his wife parnella achieved the elixir many hundreds of years ago; and is fabled to live still in arabia among the dervishes; and of many of less fame。 there were very few mystics but alchemical mystics; and because; i had little doubt; of the devotion to one god of the greater number and of the limited sense of beauty; which robartes would hold an inevitable consequence; but i did notice a plete set of facsimiles of the prophetical writings of william blake; and probably because of the multitudes that thronged his illumination and were like the gay fishes on the wave when the moon sucks up the dew。 i noted also many poets and prose writers of every age; but only those who were a little weary of life; as indeed the greatest have been everywhere; and who cast their imagination to us; as a something they needed no longer now that they were going up in their fiery chariots。
presently i heard a tap at the door; and a woman came in and laid a little fruit upon the table。 i judged that she had once been handsome; but her cheeks were hollowed by what i would have held; had i seen her anywhere else; an excitement of the flesh and a thirst for pleasure; instead of which it doubtless was an excitement of the imagination and a thirst for beauty。 i asked her some question concerning the ceremony; but getting no answer except a shake of the head; saw that i must await initiation in silence。 when i had eaten; she came again; and having laid a curiously wrought bronze box on the table; lighted the candles; and took away the plates and the remnants。 so soon as i was alone; i turned to the box; and found that the peacocks of hera spread out their tails over the sides and lid; against a background; on which were wrought great stars; as though to affirm that the heavens were a part of their glory。 in the box was a book bound in vellum; and having upon the vellum and in very delicate colours; and in gold; the alchemical rose with many spears thrusting against it; but in vain; as was shown by the shattered points of those nearest to the petals。 the book was written upon vellum; and in beautiful clear letters; interspersed with symbolical pictures and illuminations; after the manner of the splendor soils。
the first chapter described how situdents; of celtic descent; gave themselves separately to the study of alchemy; and solved; one the mystery of the pelican; another the mystery of the green dragon; another the mystery of the eagle; another that of salt and mercury。 what seemed a succession of accidents; but was; the book declared; the contrivance of preternatural powers; brought them together in the garden of an inn in the south of france; and while they talked together the thought came to them that alchemy was the gradual distillation of the contents of the soul; until they were ready to put off the mortal and put on the immortal。 an owl passed; rustling among the vine?leaves overhead; and then an old woman came; leaning upon a stick; and; sitting close to them; took up the thought where they had dropped it。 having expounded the whole principle of spiritual alchemy; and bid them found the order of the alchemical rose; she passed from among them; and when they would have followed she was nowhere to be seen。 they formed themselves into an order; holding their goods and making their researches in mon; and; as they became perfect in the alchemical doctrine; apparitions came and went among them; and taught them more and more marvellous mysteries。 the book then went on to expound so much of these as the neophyte was permitted to know; dealing at the outset and at considerable length with the independent reality of our thoughts; which was; it declared; the doctrine from which all true doctrines rose。 if you imagine; it said; the semblance of a living being; it is at once possessed by a wandering soul; and goes hither and thither working good or evil; until the moment of its death has e; and gave many examples; received; it said; from many gods。 eros had taught them how to fashion forms in which a divine soul could dwell; and whisper what they would into sleeping minds; and ate forms from which demonic beings could pour madness; or unquiet dreams; into sleeping blood; and hermes; that if you powerfully imagined a hound at your bedside it would keep watch there until you woke; and drive away all but the mightiest demons; but that if your imagination was weakly; the hound would be weakly also; and the demons prevail; and the hound soon die; and aphrodite; that if you made; by a strong imagining; a dove crowned with silver and had it flutter over your head; its soft cooing would make sweet dreams of immortal love gather and brood over mortal sleep; and all divinities alike had revealed with many warnings and lamentations that all minds are continually giving birth to such beings; and sending them forth to work health or disease; joy or madness。 if you would give forms to the evil powers; it went on; you were to make them ugly; thrusting out a lip; with the thirsts of life; or breaking the proportions of a body with the burdens of life; but the divine powers would only appear in beautiful shapes; which are but; as it were; shapes trembling out of existence; folding up into a timeless ecstasy; drifting with half?shut eyes; into a sleepy stillness。 the bodiless souls who descended into these forms were what men called the moods; and worked all great changes in the world; for just as the magician or the artist could call them when he would; so they could call out of the mind of the magician or the artist; or if they were demons; out of the mind of the mad or the ignoble; what shape they would; and through its voice and its gestures pour themselves out upon the world。 in this way all great e
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