The God-Eater

28 Tore me: I heard the tears drop in my heart. I heard the laughter of some utmost God Hid in the middle of matter. That was I, The hideous laugher of the maniac laugh When loathing makes the bed to lust, and twine The limbs of agony about the trunk Of torture—rapture stabbing through—Maurya ! Ay, that was 1; and I the weeping wolf That howls about this hell that is my heart ; And I the icy and intangible That beholds all, and is not. RupuHa. Three in one ! One in three ! Death to the sun ! Glory to thee ! Thou wast there ! Enough ! It will grow. Ho! Ho! Criospa. In English, I was mad. But no new portents Confound the course of the sun, I left my home To seek thee out. When skill availed me not, I put to sea to try the Luck of Maurya. Rupua. Thou shouldst have tried that first of all. CriosDA. Why then The Luck may avail if that wried tongue can speak Straight ! Hast thou aught to bid me do? To me naught matters more. My life I cast On the one throw ; and, having lost, I have lost.