begotten of unlifted vision. Now and then its voice rises like the sound of an invisible choir on the airs of night: "Keep your eye on the Eternal and your intellect will grow. Honor and fortune exists for him who remembers that he is in the presence of the High Cause."

The Egyptian thrice-great priests of Amen Ra caught the soundless teachings of the heights: "He is by Himself, yet it is to Him that everything owes existence. Becoming eye-witnesses, behold Him, and in beholding be blest. He is not light, but the Cause that light is. He is not mind, but the Cause that mind is. Nor spirit, but the Cause that spirit is. Let us lay hold of the Beginning, and we shall make way with quickness through everything. For the spectacle hath something peculiar; those that shall attain to the contemplation, it detains and attracts as the magnet stone the iron. But now as yet we are not intent upon the vision. So many men are body devotees they can never behold the Vision of the Beautiful. Why, 0 men, have ye given yourselves over to death, having power to partake of immortality?"

The Chinese of old had sages who spoke of returning to the High Deliverer:

"Returning to the Root means rest. He who regulates his attitude by Him will become one with Him. He is the good man's treasure and the bad man's deliverer. If princes knew the Tao the ten thousand things would of themselves reform. They would be restrained by the simplicity of the Ineffable. Homeward is the Tao's course. Who knows the way that is not trodden, and the argument that needs no words?"

The Hindu watchers toward the fronting horizon sometimes lifted their forward-caught, kundalini-bound sight, to the topless Heights, and hymned the rise of man