fying space, In flaring furnace of the smelted ore, In haunts of coal and steam below the whirling wheels, Life laughs and sings and thunders An oratorio merging all the powers of harmony, And hails the high-born Thief, As giver of ethereal fire.
The atomic thrill waits also the clear call To lift dull bodies till the joy of flesh Becomes a common luxury;-- To vibrate rhythmically swift Through all the responsive cells of thought Till a man might solemnly hold All things are possible on the bursting earth;-- To energize the mystic self With consciousness of life deific Till the whole world, jubilant, should flame With its glory, actual, concrete, the one sure Truth Of a rock-girt globe, or a sun-filled space. --THE AUTHOR.
THE TWENTY-SEVENTH LESSON--The Four Pyramids.
This equation's writ In every scene: The end shall fit-- As extremes to mean-- Whatever's forerunner to it. --THE AUTHOR.
PRINCIPLE--The best use of self demands that it be understood.