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LIBER CMXIII
O Thou veilèd beam of the stars, that art tangled in the
tresses of night! I adore Thee, Evoe! I adore Thee, IAO!
O Thou flashing shield of the sun, as a discus hurled by
the hand of Space! I adore Thee, Evoe! I adore Thee,
IAO!
O Thou ribald shout of laughter, that echoest among the
tombs of death! I adore Thee, Evoe! I adore Thee, IAO!
O Thou unfailing cruse of joy, that art filled with the tears
of the fallen! I adore Thee, Evoe! I adore Thee, IAO!
O Thou burning lust of the moon, that art clothed in the
mist of the ocean! I adore Thee, Evoe! I adore Thee, IAO!
O Thou one measure of all things, that art Dam of the
great order of worlds! I adore Thee, Evoe! I adore Thee,
IAO!
O Thou frail virgin of Eden, that art ravished to the abode
of Hell! I adore Thee, Evoe! I adore Thee, IAO!
O Thou dark forest of wonder, that art tangled in a gold
web of dew! I adore Thee, Evoe! I adore Thee, IAO!
O Thou tortured shriek of the storm, that art whirled up
through the leaves of the woods! I adore Thee, Evoe! I
adore Thee, IAO!
O Thou dazzling opal of light, that flamest in the crumbling
skull of space! I adore Thee, Evoe! I adore Thee, IAO!
O Thou red knife of destruction, that art sheathed in the
bowels of order! I adore Thee, Evoe! I adore Thee, IAO!
O Thou storm-drunk breath of the winds, that pant in
the bosom of the mountains! I adore Thee, Evoe! I adore
Thee, IAO!
O Thou loud bell of rejoicing, that art smitten by the
hammer of woe! I adore Thee, Evoe! I adore Thee, IAO!
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