OF THE THREE EVIL ONES
��" In a dream, in a last dream of the morning, I stood this day on a promontory, beyond the world. I held a balance and weighed the world.
Alas, that the dawn came too soon unto me ! It waked me by its glow, the jealous one ! Jealous is it always of the glow of my morning dreams.
Measurable for him who hath time ; weighable for a good weigher ; reachable by the flight of strong wings ; guessable by god-like nut-crackers ; thus my dream found the world to be.
My dream, a bold sailor, half ship, half whirlwind, silent as butterflies, impatient as a falcon gentle . why had it this day patience and leisure to weigh the world ?
Did my wisdom silently speak unto it, my laughing, wide-awake wisdom of daylight which mocketh at all ' infinite worlds ' ? For it saith : ' Where there is force, there the number becometh master ; for it hath the greater force.'
How securely did my dream look on this finite
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