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8 Nothing of these,—but one who is sheer mind,

The globing crystal of the world wherein

All knowledge gleams and darkens, one who knows

The eagle's way in air, the snake's on sand,

And man's way who is eagle both and worm.

A marvel truly—was't Vergilius

The sorcerer of Rome?

Was't Aristotle?

I pray you, master, hearken how the storm

Breathes in the hush, and troubled thunder crawls

Along the rim of earth. 'Tis almost time,

'Tis almost midnight. Hearken!

So, my boy!

'Twill be at midnight. Naming of a name

Ne'er brought Shekinah sooner to the ark.