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Read these faint runes of Mystery, O Celt, at home and o’er the sea; The bond is loosed—the poor are free— The world’s great future rests with thee!

Till the soil—bid cities rise— Be strong, O Celt—be rich, be wise— But still, with those divine grave eyes, Respect the realm of Mysteries. The Book of Orm.