1913 · CLOSE READING
The Equinox (Volume I, Number IX)
The Equinox (Volume I, Number IX) (1913), PDF p. 247
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A BALLAD OF BEDLAM
A Basilisk-snake that plays upon the sward
Writhing in slow obedience to its lord.
“What if the Day be long, the Night be cheerless?
Is not an universe within my brain?
Is not the high will strong, the strong will fearless?
All I have built, shall I not build again?
Some other Universe where All is One.
Where onze is ALL I am, and I am—None!
“Words! ‘ Tis ever words, and I am stranded
With words, and tangled skeins of Things to Be.
Each word denies a word, and all are branded
Within my brain, and I must strive to see
The subtly sneering forms, the leering faces
Of words each word calls up. For me, No GRACE is.”
ETHEL ARCHER.
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