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"Rosa Alchemica" by W.B. Yeats is a mystical and allegorical tale that delves into the realms of spiritual transformation and the pursuit of enlightenment. The story revolves around a mysterious garden, the symbol of the alchemical process. As the protagonist explores the garden, encountering symbolic elements and mystical figures, the narrative unfolds as a journey of self-discovery. Yeats weaves rich symbolism and esoteric themes, inviting readers to contemplate the hidden meanings of life and the alchemy of the soul. Through poetic prose, the novella explores the intersections of the material and the spiritual, offering a profound reflection on the quest for inner illumination and the transformative power of the mystical journey.
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W. B. Yeats
Rosa Alchemica
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LONDON ∙ NEW YORK ∙ TORONTO ∙ SAO PAULO ∙ MOSCOW
PARIS ∙ MADRID ∙ BERLIN ∙ ROME ∙ MEXICO CITY ∙ MUMBAI ∙ SEOUL ∙ DOHA
TOKYO ∙ SYDNEY ∙ CAPE TOWN ∙ AUCKLAND ∙ BEIJING
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Published by Sovereign Classic
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First published in 2019
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ISBN: 9781787360136
Contents
CHAPTER I
CHAPTER II
CHAPTER III
CHAPTER IV
CHAPTER V
O BLESSED AND HAPPY HE, WHO KNOWING THE MYSTERIES OF THE GODS, SANCTIFIES HIS LIFE, AND PURIFIES HIS SOUL, CELEBRATING ORGIES IN THE MOUNTAINS WITH HOLY PURIFICATIONS.—EURIPIDES.
ROSA ALCHEMICA.
CHAPTER I
It is now more than ten years since I met, for the last time, Michael Robartes, and for the first time and the last time his friends and fellow students; and witnessed his and their tragic end, and endured those strange experiences, which have changed me so that my writings have grown less popular and less intelligible, and driven me almost to the verge of taking the habit of St. Dominic. I had just published Rosa Alchemica, a little work on the Alchemists, somewhat in the manner of Sir Thomas Browne, and had received many letters from believers in the arcane sciences, upbraiding what they called my timidity, for they could not believe so evident sympathy but the sympathy of the artist, which is half pity, for everything which has moved men’s hearts in any age. I had discovered, early in my researches, that their doctrine was no merely chemical phantasy, but a philosophy they applied to the world, to the elements and to man himself; and that they sought to fashion gold out of common metals merely as part of an universal transmutation of all things into some divine and imperishable substance; and this enabled me to make my little book a fanciful reverie over the transmutation of life into art, and a cry of measureless desire for a world made wholly of essences.
I was sitting dreaming of what I had written, in my house in one of the old parts [...]