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… Sister, aged 16. RupHaA .. . . . -~ The Hag of Eternity. The scene of the Tragedy is laid in an ancient Scottish Hall, very remote. The time is the One-and-Twentieth Century after Christ. The action of the play occupies many years.
16 o’ the time !—cold, logical to a fault !—Ay ! and a crime, acrime at which the stars shake in the heaven ; men might think. Yet the stars, I will wager, are indifferent. True, the news has not reached them : true, that star I see is not a star; it was so six, ten, twenty thousand years ago— logical, I say !—and I will drink, for parenthetical is a poor substitute— [Drinks.] Why, how thou fir’st me! with that icy fire Of adamant thought. It well befits this hour If I recoil the chain whose last smooth link Slides o’er Time’s cogwheel. In the …
…y Makes Maurya May The Goddess rare. The light of the stars Be hers : go, go, Ye silent folk, Harness your cars ! Brace the yoke ! It is time to Know. Ho! Ho! Desolate 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.
…them.| Rupua. Criosda! Of one act the ultimation Rings through eternity past the poles of space. Choose then what spangle on the robe of time Shall glitter in thine eyes : for the hour strikes. Criospa. Mother! I would see the Luck of Maurya stand Two thousand years from now. Rupua. Good priest, bring forth The globe of crystal. ist 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 pyram…
…rds, the blow goes home either way. [Looks at her with keen fierce eyes.] Ah ! Maurya. [4 little frightened.| Come, O my brother ! It is time to go. | Criospa. No! leave me. It is but an hour. [Maurya smiles ; leaves her hand a little in his, and so passes out slowly through the open door with her eyes fixed in love and trust on
…ed also. He is muttering low some fervent prayer, and anon casts incense upon the censer. The low muttering continues for a considerable time, Maurya remaining quite still, as one rapt in her own thoughts. Suddenly, with startling vehemence, the song breaks out.|