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Rh There Past, Present, Future shoot

Triple blossoms from one root;

Substances at base divided

In their summits are united;

There the holy essence rolls,

One through separated souls;

And the sunny Æon sleeps

Folding Nature in its deeps:

And every fair and every good,

Known in part, or known impure,

To men below,

In their archetypes endure.

The race of gods,

Or those we erring own,

Are shadows flitting up and down

In the still abodes.

The circles of that sea are laws

Which publish and which hide the cause.

Pray for a beam

Out of that sphere,

Thee to guide and to redeem.