The Star in the West

46 THE STAR IN THE WEST As also does the song of Orpheus : O Hawk of gold with power enwalled , Whose face is like an emerald ; Whose crown is indigo as night ; Smaragdine snakes about thy brow Twine , and the disc of flaming light Is on thee , seated in the prow Of the Sun's bark , enthroned above With lapis-lazuli for love And ruby for enormous force Chosen to seat thee , thee girt round With leopard's pell , and golden sound Of planets choral in their course ! O thou self-formulated sire ! Self -master of thy dam's desire ! Thine eyes blaze forth with fiery light ; Thine heart a secret sun of flame ! I adore the insuperable might : I bow before the unspoken Name . For I am Yesterday , and I To-day, and I to -morrow , born Now and again , on high , on high Travelling on Dian's naked horn ! I am the Soul that doth create The Gods , and all the kin of Breath . I come from the sequestered state ; My birth is from the House of Death . I have risen ! I have risen ! as a mighty hawk of gold ! From the golden egg I gather , and my wings the world enfold . I alight in mighty splendour from the throned boats of light ; Companies of Spirits follow me ; adore the Lords of Night . Yea , with gladness did they pæan , bowing low before my car , In my ears their homage echoed from the sunrise to the star. I have risen ! I am gathered as a lovely hawk of gold , I the first -born of the Mother in her ecstasy of old . Lo ! I come to face the dweller in the sacred snake of Khem ;