Collected Works (Vol. II)

675 6SU 685 690 695 700 bentJSoqn 710 PENTECOST | 181 But as for me | have a test Fifty years of Of better than the very best. murope worth lespice finem! Judge the end ; . Cathay. The man, and not the child, my friend ! Method of First ecstasy of Pentecost, Beets Chr (You now perceive my sermon’s text.) tian, First leap to Sunward flings you vexed By glory of its own riposte Back to your mind. But gathering strength And nerve, you come (ah hght !) at length To dwell awhile in the caress Of that strange super-consciousness. After one memory —O abide ! Vivid Savitri lightning-eyed !— Nothing is worth a thought beside. One hint of Amrita® to taste And all earth’s wine may run to waste ! For by this very means Christ gained * His glimpse into that world above Which he denominated ‘ Love.” Indeed I think the man attained By some such means—lI have not strained Out mind by chance of sense or sex To find a way less iron-brained Determining direction x ,;* I know not if these Hindu methods Be best (‘tis no such life and death odds, Since suffering souls to save or damn Never existed). So I fall Confessing : Well, perchance I am Myself a Christian after all ! So far at least. I must concede With reserva: . . * oe . tions. eus in Christ did attain in every deed ; machina. Pon- Yet, being an illiterate man, tius Pilate as a Not his to balance or to scan, Surrey Magis- . : trate, To call God stupid or unjust ! He took the universe on trust ; He reconciled the world below With that above ; rolled eloquence »teel-tired® o’er reason’s “why?” and “whence?” Discarded all proportion just, And thundered in our ears “I know,” And bellowed in our brains “ ye must.”