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LIBER TERTIUS VEL LABORIS 193 Dost thou hear how the weight Of the earth and the moon Shudder, as if fate Were involved in the tune? The portals of hate Shake at the rune Of the magical nature-cry, the song from the mountains hewn ! To the horrible hollow In Tartarus steep, O song of me, follow ! I flee to the deep. That word of Apollo Shall shudder and leap ; That word in the uttermost night shall awake them who know not of sleep. Ilear, O ye Three, In the innermost pit Dwellers that be! Tartarus, split ! Arise unto me For I call ye with wit Of the words that constrain and compel, of the summons ordered and fit! O daughter of Earth, Tisiphone dread, The ophidian girth, And the blood-dripping head, In hideous mirth Bring living and dead To torture! Arise! I conjure by the might of the words I have said. Megeera, thou terror, O daughter of Night Whose sight in a mirror Is death of affright, Wingéd with error, I chain thee, and cite The words that thy soul must obey if a mortal but say them aright! VOL, III. Alecto! I call thee, My words ring thee round. My spells enwall thee. My lyre is crowned With might to appal thee With terror profound. Arise! O Alecto, arise! for my song hath compelled thee and bound. Ye furies of Hell ! Ye terrors in [Ieaven ! The strength of the spell Is as thunder at even The rocks of the fell That hath blasted and riven. Come forth! I invoke ye, Efrinyes, the charm of the One that is seven. By the Five that are One, And the One that is Ten ; By the snake in the sun And her mirror in men ; By the Four that run And return them again ; By the fire that is lit in the Lion, the wave in the Scorpion den ! By the One that is Seven, The whirling eyes ; The Two made Eleven, The dragon’s devise ; The Eight against Heaven, All crowns of lies ; Come forth! I invoke ye, Erinyes, move, answer, take shape and arise! By the cross and the wheel I call ye to hear ; By the dagger of steel I command ye, give ear! By the word that ye feel, The summons of Fear ; Come forth! I invoke ye, Erinyes, move, answer, arise and appear !
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