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1898 · PDF PAGE 7

Aceldama

T was a windy night, that memorable seventh night of December, when this philosophy was born in me. How the grave old Professor wondered at my ravings ! I had called at his house, for he was a valued friend of mine, and I felt strange thoughts and emotions shake within me. Ah ! how I raved ! I called to him to trample me, he would not. We passed together into the stormy night. I was on horseback, how I galloped round him in my phrenzy, till he became the prey of a real physical fear ! How I shrieked out I know not what strange words ! And the p…

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1898 · PDF PAGE 16

Aceldama

…is devouring chain Of selfishness ? How purge the spirit quite Of gross desires That eat into the heart with their corrupting fires ? X. Old Buddh gave command ; Jehovah spake ; Strange distant gods that are not dead to-day Added their voices ; Heaven’s desart way Man wins not but by sorrow—let him break The golden image with the feet of clay ! Let him despise That earthen vessel which the potter marred—and rise ! 1 6

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1898 · PDF PAGE 12

Aceldama

… dreams. My brain Beats to the double stroke ; the double strain Warps its gray fibers, all the dream is wrought A spider-tapestry ; the old blood-stain Spreads through the air Some hot contagious growth to slay men unaware. II. I have discovered God ! His ghastly way ; Of burning ploughshares for my naked feet Lies open to me—shall I find it sweet To give up sunlight for that mystic day That beams its torture whose red banners beat Their radiant fire Into my shrivelled head, to wither Love’s desire ? 1 2

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