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Christian pre-
misses ac-
cepted. Severe
mental strain
involved in
reading poem.
The Ascension
at last! This
is a common
feat. Prana-
yama,
Difference be-
‘tween David
Douglas
Home, Sri
Swami
Sabapati
Vamadeva
Bhaskara-
nanda Saras-
wati and the
Christ.
Latter com-
pared to
Madame Hum-
bert.
THE SWORD OF SONG
Et praeter—such as Huxley tells)
I’ll pierce your rotten harness-joints,
Dissolve your diabolic spells,
With the quick truth and nothing else.
So not one word derogatory
To your own version of the story !
I take your Christ, your God’s creation,
Just at their own sweet valuation.
For by this culminating scene,
Close of that wondrous life of woe
Before and after death, we know
How to esteem the Nazarene.
Where’s the wet towel?
Let us first
Destroy the argument of fools,
From Paul right downward to the Schools,
That the Ascension’s self rehearsed
Christ’s Godhead by its miracle.
Grand !—but the power is mine as well !
In India levitation counts
No tithe of the immense amounts
Of powers demanded by the wise
From Chela ere the Chela rise
To Knowledge. Fairy-tales? Well, first,
Sit down a week and hold your breath
As masters teach *—until you burst,
Or nearly—in a week, one saith,
A month, perchance a year for you,
Hard practice, and yourself may fly—
Yes! Ihave done it! you may too!
Thus, in Ascension, you and I
Stand as Christ’s peers and therefore fit
To judge him—“ Stay, friend, wait a bit !”
(You cry) ‘ Your Indian Yogis fall
Back to the planet after all,
Never attain to heaven and stand
(Stephen) or sit (Paul) ® at the hand
Of the Most High !—And that alone,
That question of the Great White Throne,
Is the sole point that we debate.”
I answer, Here in India wait
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