If you knew heaven’s wish you might fulfill it,
Seen heaven’s law revealed, then you might will it,
What man can say he knows the word thereof?
Oh, not alone you dedicate your life
To this adventure in uncertain strife!
You give the Nation’s blood and spirit too.
If you could know the Nation would renew
Its strength in years or cycles from your thought,
And through your godlike daring might be wrought
To finer triumphs in the time to come,
You would have warrant to pronounce the doom
Of blood and tears to fertilize the soil,
Where at the start revenge and hate will grow.
But what unending sorrow may recoil
Upon your purposes, who do not know?
First Phantom
What are these cliffs of purple which we near?
Gray castes of stagnant mists above them lie.
The boat glides downward as if in a sphere
Of liquid crystal mowing, dizzily
The forked rocks point upward to the sky—
Have I then died?
Second Phantom
There is a place of moss
Whereon the prow must strike lest it be crushed.
First Phantom
This is the world’s end. How the air is hushed!
Second Phantom
Come now! You have been ferried well across.
There! We have landed. Hear the whispering keel.
First Phantom