The Equinox (Volume I, Number IX)

THE TEMPLE OF SOLOMON THE KING They lead their hosts to victory: In every joy they are kings; then see That secret serpent coiled to spring And win the world! O priest and king, Let there be feasting, foining, fighting, A revel of lusting, singing, smiting! Work; be the bed of work! Hold! Hold! The stars’ kiss is as molten gold. Harden! Hold thyself up! now die— Ah! Ah! Exceed! Exceed! OLYMPAS. And I? maRsyas. My stature shall surpass the stars : He hath said it! Men shall worship me In hidden woods, on barren scaurs, Henceforth to all eternity. oLympas. Hail! I adore thee! Let us feast. marsyas. I am the consecrated Beast. I build the Abominable House. The Scarlet Woman is my Spouse— oLympas. What is this word? MARSYAS. Thou canst not know Till thou hast passed the Fourth Ordeal. otympas. I worship thee. The moon-rays flow Masterfully rich and real From thy red mouth, and burst, young suns Chanting before the Holy Ones Thine Eight Mysterious Orisons| marsyas. The last spell! The availing word ! The two completed by the third! The Lord of War, of Vengeance 107