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THE ANCIENT SAGE.
Which cleft and cleft again for evermore,
And ever vanishing, never vanishes,
To me, my son, more mystic than myself,
Or even than the Nameless is to me.
And when thou sendest thy free soul thro' heaven,
Nor understandest bound nor boundlessness,
Thou seest the Nameless of the hundred names.
And if the Nameless should withdraw from all
Thy frailty counts most real, all thy world
Might vanish like thy shadow in the dark.
And ever vanishing, never vanishes,
To me, my son, more mystic than myself,
Or even than the Nameless is to me.
And when thou sendest thy free soul thro' heaven,
Nor understandest bound nor boundlessness,
Thou seest the Nameless of the hundred names.
And if the Nameless should withdraw from all
Thy frailty counts most real, all thy world
Might vanish like thy shadow in the dark.
"And since—from when this earth began—
The Nameless never came
Among us, never spake with man,
And never named the Name"—
The Nameless never came
Among us, never spake with man,
And never named the Name"—
Thou canst not prove the Nameless, O my son,
Nor canst thou prove the world thou movest in,
Nor canst thou prove the world thou movest in,
