The Equinox (Volume I, Number X)

THE DISCIPLES To Lionel Engers-Kennedy : to the memory of Hargrave Jennings: ant to A.C. W.G. and H. E. H. BENEATH the vine tree and the fig Where mortal cares may not intrude, On melon and on sucking pig Although their brains are bright and big Banquet the Great White Brotherhood. Among the fountains and the trees That fringed his garden’s glowing border, At sunset walked, and, in the breeze With his disciples, took his ease An Adept of the Holy Order. “My children,” said the holy man, “Once more I’m willing to unmask me. This is my birthday ; and my plan Is to bestow on you (I can) Whatever favour you may ask me.” Nor curiosity nor greed Brought these disciples to disaster ; For, being very wise indeed, The adolescents all agreed To ask His Secret of the Master. gi