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1901 · PDF PAGE 22

Carmen Saeculare

The billow roars back to its tyrant, The wind ; the red thunderbolts roar ; The flame and the earthquake aspirant Leap forth as an herald before The trumpet of war. In crimson he robes him for raiment, In armour all rusted and red : Spear shakes and sword flashes, exclaimant To share in the spoil of the dead. A helmet flames forth on his forehead, Gold sparks from the forge of the stars, His shield with the Gorgon made horrid Hath blood on its bull-battled bars— Thou God of me, Mars ! He strides through the vibrating aether ; Spurns earth from …

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1901 · PDF PAGE 29

Carmen Saeculare

… the feast of your freedom is ended, O sons of the free ! Your shouts have gone up to remember The day of your oath to the world. Is its flame dwindled down to an ember ? The flag of your liberty furled ? Your limbs are too strong to dismember— In sloth are they curled ? T 27

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1901 · PDF PAGE 26

Carmen Saeculare

…ail to Thee, Lord of us, Horus ! All hail to the warrior name ! Thy chariots shall drive them before us, Thy sword sweep them forth as a flame. Rise ! Move ! and descend ! I behold Thee, Heaven cloven of fieriest bars, Armed Light ; and they follow and fold Thee, Thine armies of terrible stars. The Powers of Mars ! At the brightness that leapeth before Thee The heavens bow down at Thine ire ; Thick clouds pass to death and adore Thee, Wild hailstones and flashings of fire. The mountains of Ages are shattered ; Perpetual hills are bowed down ; T…

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1901 · PDF PAGE 19

Carmen Saeculare

The noise of rushing water ! And the sound Of tenfold thunder ! Mighty a flame of fire Roars downward : as a maiden from a swound My spirit answers to its own desire. My feet are firm again upon the ground— Yea ! but my head is higher. My face is shining with the fire of heaven. I move among my fellows as a ghost. With thought for bread and memory for leaven My life is nourished, yet my life is lost. I live and move among the starry seven, Nor count the deadly cost. Only I see the century as a child Call Truth and Justice, Light and Peace, to g…

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