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… ! 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 Gleams through the storm. Rupua. l am found ! Ho! Ho! Criospa. What of the power? I bid these waves be calm In Maurya’s name.
…solate deeds ! She bleeds, she bleeds. The golden head Is drooped for aye. She is dead, she is dead. She is God, and I? I am might. I am power. I am light For an hour. I am strong, I grow. Ho! Ho! I taught Criosda The evil runes. _ Mine were the tunes His passion sang.
…d strange The death of the old people of this house That left you guardian¢ CRrIOosDA. Yes, girl, that was strange. Maurya. Then, is the power that makes me in the end True Goddess Maurya, yours, yours only ? Crriospa. [Solemnly.| No ! Stop ! ask no more! There lies the awful crux. Blind are fate’s eyes, and pinioned are will’s wings. In you the whole chance lies. Maurya. In me? CRIOSDA. In you. Maurya. _ I will do all to win ! CRIOSDA. Do all? Maurya. Do all. Crrospa. Ah then! No, no, it is not yet enough. Not definite yet. Stop! fool, shall I…
…ospa. 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 power is mine: that art no skill resists. No God dethrones himself ; none can. Will he, nill he, God must be God: it 1s a luckless fate for a girl’s dower, a thankless way for a maiden’s feet. Maurya. Why, then, am I not the Goddess Maurya?
…d eaten. Surface ! I, Criosda of the Mist, see truth in all Rather than truth in none. Below the rite The sight ! Beyond the priest, the power! Above The sense, the soul ! So men who made their gods Did make in very deed : so I will make In uttermost truth a new god, since the old Are dead, or drunk with wine, and soma-juice And hemp and opium ! Maurya, thou shalt be ! So for long years I have dared. First the twin death