‘Alas!’ he writes, ‘I am morbid,
And have put a purple colour about my brow.
All men seem eating and drinking the
“Joy of the Round Feast,” while I am
Melancholy and silent, as though in a
Gloomy wood, astray.
Strange images of myself did I create,
As I gazed into the seeming pit of others,
Losing myself in the thoughtfulness
Of my unreal self, as humanity saw me.
But alas ! on entering to the consciousness
Of my real being to find fostering
-The all-prevailing woman,”
And I strayed with her, into the path direct.
“Hail! the Jewel in the Lotus,”

-Austin Osman Spare

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