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The World’s Tragedy
The World’s Tragedy (1910), PDF p. 191
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THE WORLD’S TRAGEDY.
Had never been.
Yet to this keen
Sight, to this sleuth-hound scent for subtle truth,
The essential youth
Of all things is corrupt. I will away
Into the mystic palaces of Pan
Hidden from day,
Hidden from man,
Awaiting there the coming of the Sphinx
Whose genius drinks
The poison of this pestilence, and saves
The world from all its lords and slaves.
Ho ! for his chariot-wheels that whirl afar !
His hawk’s eye flashing through the silver star !
Upon the heights his standard shall be plant
Free, equal, passionate, pagan, dominant,
Mystic, indomitable, self-controlled,
The red rose glowing on its cross of gold...
Yea ! I will wait throughout the centuries
Of the universal man-disease
Until the morn of his titanic birth...
The Saviour of the Earth !
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