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I will repeat a subtle rune— 
And thronging suns of Otherwhere 
Shall blaze upon the blinded air, 
And spectres terrible and fair 
Shall wake the riven world at noon. 

The star that was mine empery 
In dust upon unwinnowed skies: 
But primal dreams have made me wise, 
And soon the shattered years shall rise 
To my remembered sorcery. 

To mantic mutterings, brief and low, 
My palaces shall lift amain, 
My bowers bloom; I will regain 
The lips whereon my lips have lain 
In rose-red twilights long ago. 

Before my murmured exorcism 
The world, a wispy wraith, shall flee: 
A stranger earth, a weirder sea, 
People with shapes of Fäery, 
Shall swell upon the waste abysm. 

The pantheons of darkened stars 
Shall file athwart the crocus dawn; 
Goddess and Gorgon, Lar and faun, 
Shall tread the amaranthine lawn, 
And giants fight their thunderous wars. 

Like graven mountains of basalt, 
Dark idols of my demons there 
Shall tower through bright zones of air, 
Fronting the sun with level stare; 
And hell shall pave my deepest vault. 

Phantom and fiend and sorceror 
Shall serve me...till my term shall pass, 
And I become no more, alas, 
Than a frail shadow on the glass 
Before some latter conjurer.
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