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VISION OF THE EGYPTIAN PRIEST.
"Go, seal thou the stars in the zone of the sky;
Drag them down to the pit, from their houses on high;
At the feet of dark Typhon forever to roll:
But who, who shall darken the star of the soul?"
Drag them down to the pit, from their houses on high;
At the feet of dark Typhon forever to roll:
But who, who shall darken the star of the soul?"
More lurid and awful, quick flames pierced the cloud,
"At the feet of great Typhon lies Neith in her shroud;
Demiurgos is fallen, Amenthe is won;
Then where is thy savior, thou priest of the sun?"
"At the feet of great Typhon lies Neith in her shroud;
Demiurgos is fallen, Amenthe is won;
Then where is thy savior, thou priest of the sun?"
"Though the gods are asleep in the house of the dead,
Behold! I, the mortal, am god in their stead!
And thou in my presence shalt tremble and reel,
Like the far constellations, thou Vexer, Adbeel!"
Behold! I, the mortal, am god in their stead!
And thou in my presence shalt tremble and reel,
Like the far constellations, thou Vexer, Adbeel!"
Then white was that cloud with the heat of his ire;
He moved on, majestic, all shrouded in fire;
With the rod of his priesthood uplifted, he strode;
He called forth his slaves from their secret abode.
He moved on, majestic, all shrouded in fire;
With the rod of his priesthood uplifted, he strode;
He called forth his slaves from their secret abode.
