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Namah Vol. 29, Issue 2, 15th July 2021

Wherein three Angels strove for mastery. to trace
Law was one, clear vision and denial cold, Mind by its forms, the wearer by the dress.
Yet in her limits strong, presumptuous, bold; Then the other arose and met that spirit robust,
The second with enthusiasm bright, Who laboured; she now grew a shade who must
Flame in her heart but round her brows the Fade wholly away, yet to her fellow cried,
night, ‘I pass, for thou hast laboured well and wide.
Faded as this advanced. She could not bear Thou thinkest term and end for thee are not;
That searching gaze, nor the strong chilling But though thy pride is great, thou hast forgot
air The Sphinx that waits for man beside the way.
These thoughts created, nourishing our parts All questions thou mayst answer, but one day
Of mind, but petrifying human hearts. Her question shall await thee. That reply,
Science was one, the other gave her name, As all we must; for they who cannot, die.
Religion. But a third behind them came, She slays them and their mangled bodies lie
Veiled, vague, remote, and had as yet no right Upon the highways of eternity.
Upon the world, but lived in her own light. Therefore, if thou wouldst live, know first this
Wide were the victories of the Angel proud thing,
Who conquered now and in her praise were Who thou art in this dungeon labouring.’
loud And Science confidently, ‘Nothing am I but
The nations. Few even yet to the other clove,— earth,
And some were souls of night and some were Tissue and nerve and from the seed a birth,
souls of love. A mould, a plasm, a gas, a little that is much.
But this was confident and throned. Her heralds In these grey cells that quiver to each touch
ranged The secret lies of man; they are the thing called I.
Claiming that night was dead and all things Matter insists and matter makes reply.
changed; Shakespeare was this; this force in Jesus yearned
For all things opened, all seemed clear, seemed And conquered by the cross; this only learned
bright — The secret of the suns that blaze afar;
Save the vast ranges that they left in night. This was Napoleon’s giant mind of war.’
However, the light they shed upon the earth
Was great indeed, a firm and mighty birth. I heard and marvelled in myself to see
A century’s progress lived before my eyes. The infinite deny infinity.
Delivered from amazement and surprise, Yet the weird paradox seemed justified;
Man’s spirit measuring his worlds around Even mysticism shrank out-mystified.
The laws of sight divined and laws of sound. But the third Angel came and touched my eyes;
Light was not hidden from her searching gaze, I saw the mornings of the future rise,
Nor matter could deny its myriad maze I heard the voices of an age unborn
To the cold enquiry; for the far came near, That comes behind us and our pallid morn,
The small loomed large, the intricate grew And from the heart of an approaching light
clear…. One said to man, ‘Know thyself infinite,
So moved that spirit trampling; then it laid Who shalt do mightier miracles than these,
Its hand at last upon itself, how this was made Infinite, moving mid infinities.’
Wondering, and sought to class and sought Then from our hills the ancient answer pealed,

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