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1903 · PDF PAGE 14

The God-Eater

…he great door, then notices his white robe.| This must come off : they must not see the holy robes. Criosda! my darling dear brother, do look at me! [She has removed the robes. Criospa is now seen to be dressed in a dark-green tartan kilt and quasi-milttary tunic with silver buttons. 4 dirk hangs at his side. Its hilt is of unusual shape, being surmounted by the circle and cross familiar to visitors to Iona.| Criosda! Ah yes, look up, look up ! How pale you are! There is no blood in your lips. CRIOSDA. [Starting violently from her arms.| Blood!…

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1903 · PDF PAGE 33

The God-Eater

…t PRIEST. Hearing is enough. [The priest takes a crystal from out the altar, and places it thereupon. Rupua and Criospa advance.| Rupua. Look! I uplift the veil. [She unveils the crystal.| Criospa. I see a lofty pyramid sun-white Blaze in immaculate glory to the stars ; Its splendour of itself, since all is dark About, above. Thereon a countless folk, Multitudes many-coloured, grave and tall, Beautiful, make a beautiful murmur, move, In infinite musical labyrinths about. Them doth the soul of love inhabit, them The light of wisdom doth inform, …

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1903 · PDF PAGE 15

The God-Eater

…ecovering.] Whois at the door? Back, back. It is ill luck, ill luck, I say. Where is old Andrew? The faithful fool—Oh, the last dreadful look of his glazed eyes! What am I saying? Maurya, girl, go! I must tend the temple. I must be alone. It is not fitting— Maurya. You are ill; come and be tended yourself, first. Criospa. No! I am well. You are a girl, not a God. Maurya. Oh! Oh! Have I done amiss? Am I not Criospa. Stop, don’t! [Aside.] I must be man—tut ! tut !— [Aloud.| Why, little sister, know Those whom we worship as our gods are gods. The …

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