They tremble to hear me,
The powers of the fire.
Come near me to cheer me!
Be near and inspire!
Be strength in my heart and good courage, and speed in
the single desire ! )
The fire knows its master!
They flicker and flare,
Dread dogs of disaster,
Wild slaves of despair.
Faster and faster—
My soul is aware
Of a sound that is dimmer and duller, wide wings adrift
of the air.
Their forces that wander
No God-voice know they!
Their bridals they squander!
Unknown is their way!
The sky’s heart? beyond her
Sweet bosom they stray.
Shall these then obey me and hear? . Shall the tameless
ones hear and obey?
From secretest places
Whence darkness is drawn,
Where terrible faces
Enkindle the dawn,
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