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Yet is it joy to live and to create

And joy to love and labour though all fails,

And joy to seek though all we find deceives

And all on which we lean betrays our trust;

Yet something in its depths was worth the pain,

A passionate memory haunts with ecstasy’s fire.

Even grief has joy hidden beneath its roots:

For nothing is truly vain the One has made:

In our defeated hearts God’s strength survives

And victory’s star still lights our desperate road;

Our death is made a passage to new worlds.

II.6.770-80

“Oh, surely one day he shall come to our cry,

One day he shall create our life anew

And utter the magic formula of peace

And bring perfection to the scheme of things.

One day he shall descend to life and earth,

Leaving the secrecy of the eternal doors,

Into a world that cries to him for help,

And bring the truth that sets the spirit free,

The joy that is the baptism of the soul,

The strength that is the outstretched arm of Love.

One day he shall lift his beauty’s dreadful veil,

Impose delight on the world’s beating heart

And bare his secret body of light and bliss.”

II.6.967-79

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