By what fleet witchery of limb the inaudible
Becomes music to the eye, joy in the heart!
And so the primal vision is for them Transfigured
into being. Let us still be Even in heart-torturing remembrance bound To what we
were. But when they cling Unto the hands, the lips, the eyes, my song Is silent. And
with a twilight air I can make anchorites of kings.
These myths were bornOut of the spirit of man and
drew their meaningFrom that unplumbed profundity.
Though they fly from me it is me they seek, Nor
know that I am in their every breath. Say to that one It is easier to rule the
heavens than the earth. They knew Only the being of the laughing king And had no
name for themselves. The starry shining shapes Through which the lords had utterance
vanished. And yet It was thy will made thee heroical And rebel to that
joy.
Ye have heard The Children of the Darkness cry to
us.
The starry shining shapes Through which the lords
had utterance vanished. I wake, my lovely child, I wake; I fly thy slave to
be.
Ogma, The might of heaven is Mine to
give.
My love shall be in thine when love is sacrifice.
But being poet yourself you will forgiveUnto the poet things unpardonableDone by a
scholar.
O, see our sun is dawning for us, ever dawning With
ever youthful and exulting voices. For one will cry to them, O hurry, hurry to the
golden age.
But the enchanter laughed, The pride of the brute
tamer in his eyes, And looked at Armid. No man will ever know The mystery of his
being, of multitudes Within one spirit.
To forget ourselves, not to know, to hate, To grow
at last like all we hate. Say unto that poet There are too dark shadows about us for
song. When the mysterious river runs in channels Made clear by the pure spirit, its
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I fly and vanish and return not Till the red
flutterings of the heart are still. And the maiden told Unto that seer what the high
king had said. And thoseWho read may find titans and king
withinThemselves.
But he, obscured within himself, said only What
mightier warrior was there in heaven Than Ogma.