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25 Death to the sun ! Life to sin ! They reap who sow. Ho! ho! [4 boat drifts in, L. In it the aged Criospa, his white hair afloat in the storm, is standing with folded arms. His eyes are dull, as seeing inward,| Rupua. Ha! ha! "Tis the priest. Dost think O’ the feast? Criosda, shrink ! The rune is woe. Ho! Ho! Criospa. Mother of Sin ! Rupua. Ho! Ho! Criospa. Thus then at last the Luck of Maurya throws A double-six to lost Criosda. RupuHa. Ho! The Luck of Maurya! The power of the deed. Criospa. I find thee, mother, at last. Life’s final flash G…
1903 · PDF PAGE 10
… Across the woven stardrift’s ways In mystery of Maurya’s praise. Hear me, thy priest, at eventide ! These subtler throes Than love’s or life’s, invade, divide The world of woes. Thy smile, thy murmur of delight, be enough To fill the world with life and love ! [He bends over into deep reverence, yet with the air of one expecting a grace.|
1903 · PDF PAGE 26
…storm I ride. The winds bear me. The waves fear me. I appal ; 1 inform Their pride. Let him hither, Drifting ever Wrecked and lost ! His life shall wither. The dirk shall sever His rune ill-crossed. I hear him come Across the foam With a bang and a boom. The winds, hum, hum. The billows comb. Ho! Ho! the doom! Ho! Ho! I have won. I shall win.
1903 · PDF PAGE 32
…t. Glory unto thee, Maurya, secret Lady of the Stars ! CuorisTeRs. Who wast born on earth ! 2nd Priest. Glory unto thee, Maurya, Lady of Life ! CuorisTers. Who didst die for us ! Art. Glory for ever unto Maurya! Tue Worsuippinc Fotx. Maurya, hear us! [ All bend deeper and deeper in adoration. Silence awhile. They rise, and the priests see Rupua and Criospa.] ist Priest. [Whispers.| It is the Mother of our Lady. and Prizst. [Whispers.| Who is with her? 1st Prizst. [Whispers.| The first disciple. 2nd Priest. [Whispers.| Blessed is this day, O bro…
1903 · PDF PAGE 30
…iosDA. 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.