THE EQUINOX
with a thick veil of lace or silver gauze. This woman ts
slight and young, the other mature and robust.
Within the veil is heard a sixfold chime of bells. The
warders spring to their feet.
JuLian. Hail, Brother! Wake thy chorus of young voices,
That men may know how innocence rejoices.
JOVIAN. So mote it be. And thou in turn devise
Response of slumberous antiphonies.
1st Semi-chorus.
Night is nigh; the velvet veil
Drawn on day the faery-frail !
Sleep, O sleep, our angel eyes
Woo thy kiss with symphonies
Hushed to lowlier lullabies|
2nd Semi-chorus.
Brethren, was the battle long?
All’s assuaged for evensong.
Here the God is in his shrine:
Here the golden Bough divine;
Here the dove incarnadinel!
1st Semi-chorus.
Dream shall hint what manifold
Mystery our life may hold.
2nd Semé-chorus.
Dreamless sleep shall arm the fray
Fated for the future day.
JOANNA [Within]. Here is corn!
juLia [Within]. Here is wine!
joun [Within]. Life reborn! O deed divine! [4 pause.}
Till the morn I close the shrine.
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