Equinox I (04).pdf

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324 THE EQUINOX You are nearer the world than I, and its weak vanity has stained you. The eye looks at the world, and the world looks at the eye, and though each learns from the other, it is not often an even bargain and exchange. . . .” Then, as the heart-worm ceased to speak, the other two, the eye-worm and the mouth-worm, drew closer to where during all his talking they had been magnetically moved. And all those years which they had passed unconsciously as the lips or the eyes of a woman became suddenly revealed, most vividly different to them. They could not speak, the two detractors, for they had learnt the wisdom and merit of sin. They knew that good and evil are the same thing, that in a world of illusion he who has the most illusions is the richest man, that to be wise unto ignorance is the fairest counsel, that they knew nothing and yet all, that . . . And the heart-worm, whose judgment and reasonings had been so readily accepted by the others, grew in his turn a sceptic, since faith cannot live without doubt, and truth is only co-existent with untruth, as day with night, as life with death, as, O beloved! my heart with thine, as vain and coloured chatterings like this with noble and involate silence. EDWARD STORER.

THE FELON FLOWER AS the sighing of souls that are waiting the close of the light, As the passionate kissings of Love in the Forest of Night, As the swish of the wavelets that beat on a cavernless shore, Or the cry of the sea-mew that echoes a moment or more, So the voice of thy spirit soft-calling my soul in its flight. As the breath of the wind that is borne from the island of Love, As the swift-moving cloudlets that sail in the heaven above, As the warmth of the sunlight that breaks on the shimmering sea, And the sweetness that lurks in the sting of the honey- fed bee, So the joy of thy kiss, the dread offspring of serpent and dove. As the trail of the fiery lightnings which gleam in the dark, As the light from the measureless Bow of the sevenfold Arc, As the fires which glance o'er the face of the treacherous deep, When none but the furies may rest, and the nereids weep,— So thy meteor eyes, brightest sirens alluring Love's barque. When hid in the wonderful maze of thy whispering hair, Alone with the shadows and thee, and away from the glare 325

324<br />

THE EQUINOX<br />

You are nearer the world than I, and its weak vanity has<br />

stained you. The eye looks at the world, and the world looks<br />

at the eye, and though each learns from the other, it is not<br />

often an even bargain and exchange. . . .”<br />

Then, as the heart-worm ceased to speak, the other two,<br />

the eye-worm and the mouth-worm, drew closer to where<br />

during all his talking they had been magnetically moved. And<br />

all those years which they had passed unconsciously as the<br />

lips or the eyes of a woman became suddenly revealed, most<br />

vividly different to them.<br />

They could not speak, the two detractors, for they had<br />

learnt the wisdom and merit of sin. They knew that good and<br />

evil are the same thing, that in a world of illusion he who has<br />

the most illusions is the richest man, that to be wise unto<br />

ignorance is the fairest counsel, that they knew nothing and<br />

yet all, that . . .<br />

And the heart-worm, whose judgment and reasonings had<br />

been so readily accepted by the others, grew in his turn a<br />

sceptic, since faith cannot live without doubt, and truth is only<br />

co-existent with untruth, as day with night, as life with death,<br />

as, O beloved! my heart with thine, as vain and coloured<br />

chatterings like this with noble and involate silence.<br />

EDWARD STORER.

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