In which Elmallah is overwhelmed by his first impressions of Ertha. He is not
yet aware that it is his Presence that has amplified Ertha's Life
with so much more power, beauty, and desire than ever she possessed
before. Who is this Elmallah? They are a Being -- compared to you
and me -- whose orbit is much wider, whose horizons are far more
distant, whose temperature is higher, whose velocity is faster, whose
knowledge is not passed down from old time but is direct comprehension.
For the memmer ov owr Lor
And that wich allone iz unmuving and fixt.
With my last breth ov self kontrol
I Wil myself bak tu Thaer Silens
Thaer beluvved Vois.
And the silens dessendz
Like a sickenning shaddo
And my hart fillz
Not with strenth, but dred
Az if I am bannisht
And that Vois iz oenlee a dreem
And I am not kum intu its mist
the mist ov a liyonz lare.
Part 3: Fragmenz ov the Innonna Sikel
" Lamment for me, hu kareed the staff!
" Let yur kole be smeerd
" O muther hu baekt my bred.
" Lamment for me, hu kareed the loevz.
" I had 5 loevz; I had 10 loevz.
" O feeldz, o kannalz, lamment for me!
"Lamment for me hu drove the floks!
" Let yur handz trembel
O fother hu stoeks the fiyer.
Lamment for me hu held the seekrets.
I had 5 forjez. I had 10 forjez.
O pallassez, o tempelz, lamment for me!
"Hu ar yu, a kortezzan or a kween?
" Now we will see. Haz my root taken hoeld?
"Iz the Knowen ov the Lor koild in yur sensez,
Or, in the storm, will it sunder?"
Elmallah sleeping. And Ertha neerlee gaspt
In her plezzher and amaze, and deziyer renued.
The dreem ov werldz roelld thru her miend
And she the revolven in its n-dimmenshenz.
Helloweez roelld over in
her dreem ov joy
Wile Abballar kisst her nek and arm.
joy! immerst her sleep,
But she woke, alone, lockt in a konvent
[from: Swooning Allong the Kurvacherz]