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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 name is joy. We do NOT keep any eBooks in compliance with a particularpaper edition.
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. 
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