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"

Lucifer

!

...

Beloved

and

unforgotten

!

Lucifer

,

Son

of

the

morning

!

Arise

!

.

.

arise

!

...

"

With

all

my

remaining

strength

I

strove

to

watch

the

vanishing

upward

of

that

sublime

Luminance

that

now

filled

the

visible

universe

--

the

demon-ship

was

still

sinking

steadily

,

...

invisible

hands

still

held

me

down

,

...

I

was

falling

--

falling

--

into

unimaginable

depths

,

...

when

another

Voice

,

till

then

unheard

,

solemn

yet

sweet

,

spoke

aloud

--

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"

Bind

him

hand

and

foot

,

and

cast

him

into

the

outermost

darkness

of

the

world

!

There

let

him

find

My

Light

!

"

I

heard

--

yet

felt

no

fear

.

"

God

only

!

"

I

said

,

as

I

sank

into

the

vast

profound

--

and

lo

!

while

the

words

yet

trembled

on

my

lips

,

I

saw

the

sun

!

The

sweet

earth

's

sun

!

--

the

kindly

orb

familiar

--

the

lamp

of

God

's

protection

--

its

golden

rim

came

glittering

upwards

in

the

east

--

higher

and

higher

it

rose

,

making

a

shining

background

for

that

mighty

Figure

,

whose

darkly

luminous

wings

now

seemed

like

sable

storm-clouds

stretched

wide

across

the

horizon

!

Once

more

...

yet

once

,

...

the

Angel-visage

bent

its

warning

looks

on

me

,

...

I

saw

the

anguished

smile

,

...

the

great

eyes

burning

with

immortal

sorrows

!

...

then

,

I

was

plunged

forcibly

downwards

and

thrust

into

an

abysmal

grave

of

frozen

cold

.

The

blue

sea

--

the

blue

sky

!

--

and

God

's

sunshine

over

all

!

To

this

I

woke

,

after

a

long

period

of

unconsciousness

,

and

found

myself

afloat

on

a

wide

ocean

,

fast

bound

to

a

wooden

spar

.

So

strongly

knotted

were

my

bonds

that

I

could

not

stir

either

hand

or

foot

,

...

and

after

one

or

two

ineffectual

struggles

to

move

I

gave

up

the

attempt

,

and

lay

submissively

resigned

to

my

fate

,

face

upturned

and

gazing

at

the

infinite

azure

depths

above

me

,

while

the

heaving

breath

of

the

sea

rocked

me

gently

to

and

fro

like

an

infant

in

its

mother

's

arms

.

Alone

with

God

and

Nature

,

I

,

a

poor

human

wreck

,

drifted

--

--

lost

,

yet

found

!

Lost

on

this

vast

sea

which

soon

should

serve

my

body

as

a

sepulchre

,

...

but

found

,

inasmuch

as

I

was

fully

conscious

of

the

existence

and

awakening

of

the

Immortal

Soul

within

me

--

that

divine

,

actual

and

imperishable

essence

,

which

now

I

recognised

as

being

all

that

is

valuable

in

a

man

in

the

sight

of

his

Creator

.

I

was

to

die

,

soon

and

surely

;

--

this

I

thought

,

as

the

billows

swayed

me

in

their

huge

cradle

,

running

in

foamy

ripples

across

my

bound

body

,

and

dashing

cool

spray

upon

my

brows

--

what

could

I

do

now

,

doomed

and

helpless

as

I

was

,

to

retrieve

my

wasted

past

?

Nothing

!

save

repent

--

and

could

repentance

at

so

late

an

hour

fit

the

laws

of

eternal

justice

?

Humbly

and

sorrowfully

I

considered

,

...

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to

me

had

been

given

a

terrific

and

unprecedented

experience

of

the

awful

Reality

of

the

Spirit-world

around

us

--

and

now

I

was

cast

out

on

the

sea

as

a

thing

worthless

,

I

felt

that

the

brief

time

remaining

to

me

of

life

in

this

present

sphere

was

indeed

my

"

last

probation

,

"

as

that

Supernatural

Wonder

,

the

declared

Enemy

of

mankind

,

whom

still

in

my

thoughts

I

called

Lucio

,

had

declared

.

"

If

I

dared

--

after

a

life

's

denial

and

blasphemy

--

turn

to

Christ

!

"

I

said

--

"

Would

He

--

the

Divine

Brother

and

Friend

of

man

--

reject

me

?

"

I

whispered

the

question

to

the

sky

and

sea

,

...

solemn

silence

seemed

to

invest

the

atmosphere

,

and

marvellous

calm

.

No

other

answer

came

than

this

,

...

a

deep

and

charmed

peace

,

that

insensibly

stole

over

my

fretting

conscience

,

my

remorseful

soul

,

my

aching

heart

,

my

tired

mind

.

I

remembered

certain

words

heard

long

ago

,

and

lightly

forgotten

.

"

Him

who

cometh

unto

Me

will

I

in

no

wise

cast

out

.

"

Looking

up

to

the

clear

heavens

and

radiant

sun

,

I

smiled

;

and

with

a

complete

abandonment

of

myself

and

my

fears

to

the

Divine

Will

,

I

murmured

the

words

that

in

my

stress

of

mystic

agony

had

so

far

saved

me

--

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