![]() So she, with graver air and lifted flag While the shadow, chased by light, Fled along the far-drawn height, And left her on the crag. It spake of pain, But such as purifies from stain- Sharp pangs that never come again- And triumph repressed by knowledge meet, Power dedicate, and hope grown wise, And youth matured for age's seat- Law on her brow and empire in her eyes. IV But from the trance she sudden broke- The trance, or death into promoted life At her feet a shivered yoke, And in her aspect turned to heaven No trace of passion or of strife- A clear calm look. It was a thing of fear to see So foul a dream upon so fair a face, And the dreamer lying in that starry shroud. By which we are shown that though the theory forbids overt recognition of causation, there is an unavowed recognition of it. But in that sleeps contortion showed The terror of the vision there- A silent vision unavowed, Revealing earth's foundation bare, And Gorgon in her hidden place. Eli tries to free Mandana (or Mandana tries to free Eli) and gets tangled in vines himself Try to free them and Galene will appear. ![]() ![]() Get off at the North Grove of Central Park. A watcher looked upon her low, and said- She sleeps, but sleeps, she is not dead. After a chat with Kalash, get back on the train with Kalash and Eli (or Mandana). III Yet later, and the silk did wind Her fair cold form Little availed the shining shroud, Though ruddy in hue, to cheer or warm. Valor with Valor strove, and died: Fierce was Despair, and cruel was Pride And the lorn Mother speechless stood, Pale at the fury of her brood. II Later, and it streamed in fight When tempest mingled with the fray, And over the spear-point of the shaft I saw the ambiguous lightning play.
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