{"collection":"ritual-magic","full_text_available":true,"graph_url":"https://unchartedknowledge.5gfusion.net/v2/api/page/wikisource_Three_Books_of_Occult_Philosophy_An_Encomium/graph","html_url":"https://unchartedknowledge.5gfusion.net/v2/page/wikisource_Three_Books_of_Occult_Philosophy_An_Encomium","id":"wikisource_Three_Books_of_Occult_Philosophy_An_Encomium","license":"Public Domain / CC-BY-SA (see source)","rights_basis":"wikisource_site_inclusion_policy","source":"wikisource","source_url":"https://en.wikisource.org/wiki/Three_Books_of_Occult_Philosophy/An_Encomium","summary":null,"tags":["Headers_applying_DefaultSort_key","Pages_with_translator","Subpages"],"text":"An Encomium on the three Books of Cornelius Agrippa\n\nKnight, By Eugenius Philalethes.\n\nGreat, glorious Pen-man! whom I should not name,\nLest I might Seem to measure Thee by Fame.\nNatures Apostle, and her Choice High Priest,\nHer Mysticall, and bright Evangelist.\nHow am I rapt when I contemplate Thee,\nAnd winde my self above All that I see!\nThe Spirits of thy Lines infuse a Fire\nLike the Worlds Soul, which makes me thus aspire:\nI am unbody\u2019d by thy Books, and Thee,\nAnd in thy Papers finde my Extasie.\nOr if I please but to descend a strain,\nThy Elements do skreen my Soul again.\nI can undress my Self by thy bright Glass,\nAnd then resume th\u2019 Inclosure, as I was.\nNow I am Earth, and now a Star, and then\nA Spirit: now Star, and Earth agen;\nOr if I will but ramaste all that be,\nIn the least moment I ingross all Three.\nI span the Heaven and Earth, and things above,\nAnd which is more, joyn Natures with their Jove.\nHe Crowns my Soul with Fire, and there doth shine\nBut like the Rain-bow in a Cloud of mine.\nYet there\u2019s a Law by which I discompose\nThe Ashes, and the Fire it self disclose,\nBut in his Emrald still He doth appear;\nThey are but Grave-clothes which he scatters here.\nWho sees this Fire without his Mask, His Eye\nMust needs be swallow\u2019d by the Light, and die.\n\u2003\u2003These are the Mysteries for which I wept\nGlorious Agrippa, where thy Language slept,\nWhere thy dark Texture made me wander far,\nWhiles through that pathless Night, I trac\u2019d the star,\nBut I have found those Mysteries, for which\nThy Book was more then thrice-pil\u2019d o\u2019re with Pitch.\nNow a new East beyond the stars I see\nWhere breaks the Day of thy Divinitie:\nHeav\u2019n states a Commerce here with Man, had He\nBut gratefull Hands to take, and Eyes to see.\n\u2003\u2003Hence you fond School-men, that high truths deride,\nAnd with no Arguments but Noyse, and Pride;\nYou that damn all but what your selves invent,\nAnd yet find nothing by Experiment;\nYour Fate is written by an unseen Hand,\nBut his Three Books with the Three worlds shall stand.","title":"Three Books of Occult Philosophy/An Encomium","tradition":"ritual-magic","translated_text":null,"word_count":376}