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232 THE TREE OF LIFE
without cessation of endeavour, free of doubt and fear, working for
that goal he first created and which now hazily he envisages in the
far distance of the golden dawn in the Sacred Land. Hardly known
at all in these days and seldom referred to, it occurs in a little book
entitled The Book of the Heart Girt with the Serpent, by Aleister
Crowley. Although I hold no brief for this poet I nevertheless
believe it to be one of the most exquisite and profound yet penned.
The quotation below will serve as an instance of both its prose and
ideas with regard to the question now under consideration.
" There was also an humming bird that spake unto the homed
cerastes, and prayed him for poison. And the great snake of I