The Equinox (Volume I, Number X)

THE SHIP In the sea my father lieth, Wept by waters, lost for ever Where the waste of woe replieth : “Naught and nowhere!” ‘ Naught and never!” I that serve as once he served, I that shine as once he shone, I must swerve as he has swerved, I must go as he has gone. He begat me ; in my season I must such a son beget, Suffer too the triple treason, Setting as my father set. These my witnesses and women— These shall dare the dark again, Find the sacred ark to swim in The remorseless realm of rain. Flowers and fruits I bring to bless you, Cakes of corn, and wealth of wine ; With my crown will I caress you, With my music make you mine. Though I perish, I preserve you; Through my fall, ye rise above : Ruling you, your priest, I serve you, Being life, and being love. JOANNA. Here is corn! JULIA. Here is wine! THE YOUNG JOHN. Life reborn, The Deed Divine!