04/25/17 - (Earth) Liber LXV, Cap. I, v. 34-36
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Liber LXV, Cap. I, v. 34-36
- Thou seest yon petal of amaranth, blown by the wind from the low sweet brows of Hathor?
- (The Magister saw it and rejoiced in the beauty of it.) Listen!
- (From a certain world came an infinite wail.)
That falling petal seemed to the little ones a wave to engulph their continent