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aelia Laelia crispis User ID: 78688080 South Africa 05/26/2020 06:37 AM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | Though Daphne fly from Phoebus bright, Yet shall they both be one; And if you understand this right, You have our hidden Stone. For Daphne she is faire and white : But Volatile is she; Phoebus a fixed God of might, And red as blood is he. . The true circulated Form of Gold - the Conjunction by Ripley called Tetraptive, that so highly recommended fountain of Pythagoras and Divine Tetractys, the Diptative Conjunction with Square Circled and Circle Squared. The Artist then, what Nature left, in hand doth take, And out of one, a twofold work doth make. Each beginning doth its end contain, And End once made, must begin again. . Take Mercury then before his flight, with fusion then he shalbe Light. it quintessentializes the dualities of the quadrature into a homogeneous plusquamperfect immortalized triplicate triunitarian tetractys Approach, ye sons of Wisdom, and rejoice. Come ye, and be received. Ignis et Azoth tibi sufficient. |
aelia laelia crispis User ID: 78688080 South Africa 05/26/2020 07:00 AM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | The answer, though hidden, is there. Thou hast all Nature's works ranked on a file, And all her treasures at command dost keep; On thee the Fates will never dare but smile, No mystery is now for thee too deep : Th' art Nature's darling whether thou dost wake or sleep. Not the bright stars of the sky, nor flames of hell, But the Spirit begetting all, doth in us dwell. Here is this sphere whose mighty wonders are, Which, as the sporting of the Deity, themselves display - wonders indeed they are Which do exceed man's comprehending far. Here tis that God himself to himself displays, From whence the sense arises up in joys, A thousand things for aye arise, Eternal water and eternal skies. He then who knows the parts of Mercury And can it's superfluities decrease And with true Sulphur it can vivify - For dead it is, though, fluent, he with ease May gold unlock and after recongeal Both to an essence which all griefs can heal. Lo, here a spring of wealth, a Tree of Life, No wealth so great, no sickness here is rife, Here in a map, thou seest the creatures all Abridged, and reduced to their perfection. Here thou beholdest in a Subject Small From this world's misery, a true protection. |