The Sword of Song

APPENDIX II 88 his flesh : he turned to his trade : he put forth his strength : he drew all to a point : he delighted. Therefore he is not, having become that which he was not. Mark ye all : it is declared. Now of the last adventure of our Father and of his going into the land of Apes, that is, England, and of what he did there, it is not fitting that I, the poor fool who loved him, shall now dis- course. But it is most necessary that I should speak of his holy death and of his funeral and of the bruit thereof, for that is gone into diverse lands as a false and ly ing report, whereby much harm and ill-luck com e to the Brethren. In this place, therefore, will I set down the exact truth of all that happened. In the year of the Great Passing Over were signs and wonders seen of all men, O m y Brethren, as it is written, and well known unto this day. And the first sign was of dancing: for every woman that was under the moon began to dance and was mad, so that headlong and hot-mouthed she flung herself down, desirous. Whence the second sign, that of musical inventions ; for in that year, and of Ros ewomen, came A and U and M,1 the mighty musicians ! And the third sign likewise, namely , of animals : for in that y ear every sheep had lambs thirteen, and every cart2 was delivered of a wheel ! And ot her wonders innumerable: they are well known, insomuch that that year is yet held notable. Now our Father, being very old, came into the venerable Grove of our August Fraternity and abode there. A nd so old was he and feeble that he could scarce lift his hands in benediction upon us. And all we waited about him, both by day and night; lest one word should fall, and we not hear the same. But he spake never unto us, though his lips moved and his eyes sought ever that which we could not see. At last, on the day of D., the mother of P.,3 he straightened himself up and spake. This his final discourse was written down then by the dying lions in their own blood, traced willingly on the desert sands about the Grove of the Illustrious. Also here set down : but who will confirm the same, let him seek it on the sands. Children of m y W ill, said our Father, from whose grey ey es fell gentlest tears, it is about the hour. The chariot (Ch.) 4 is not, and the chariot (H.) is at hand. Yet I, who have been car-borne through the blue air by sphinxes, shall never be carried away , not by the whites t horses of the world. To y ou I have no word to say . All is written in the sacred Book. To that look ye well ! Ambrose, old friend, he said, turning to me—and I wept ever sore—do thou write for the little ones, the children of m y children, for them that understand not easily our high My steries; for in thy pen is, as it were, a river of clear water ; w ithout vagueness, without ambiguity, 1 Aum! The sacred word. 2 Qy. j (the cart) becom es O (a wheel). The com mentators who have suspected the hor rid blasphem y im plied by the explanation “becom es k, th e Wheel of Fortune,” are certainly in error. 3 Demeter and Persephone. 4 Ch = j; H = Hades. See the Tarot cards, and classical m ythology, f or the symbols. Mirabilia. I. Signum. II. Signum. III. Signum Alia Signa. Pater Jubet : Scientiam Scribe.