THE ELECTRIC SILENCE
And the end shall be as is appointed by the master of the
House; but this I know, that this ship is the King’s ship.
And in my bosom are the champak—blossom, and the mustard
seed, and the oak-leaf, more lovely than before.
And upon us watcheth ever he that is appointed to watch.
And the wild swan sings ever; and my heart sings ever.
Now then I had laid aside the pen, and a voice cried :
Write!
Fear not I
Turn not asidel
Is it not written that Sorrow may endure for a night, but
joy cometh in the morning?
Sleep therefore in peace and in faith
: shall he not watch
whose eye hath no eyelid, who to this end is appointed?
And my heart answered : Amenl
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