The Night of Power

In the beginning when the earth was new 
Thar made the Tyger Monarch till he slew 
Thar's uncle wandering in human shape
Among the wood-ways. Then was crowned the Ape
Who walked unseemly till he made the name
Of King of Beasts a scoffing and a shame.
Thereafter, through the listening woods [trembling earth] the mandate ran
"Henceforth obey ye for your ruler man" 
And with the word fell fear as fires pass
In later summer through the dry plumed grass 
Great fear there was of this poor naked thing
Couched in the caves who knew not he was King 
Only the tyger mindful of his fall—
Fled to the wilds and had no fear at all,
But nightly roaring 'neath the new made sky, 
Cried out to Thar for his lost Sovereignty 
And Thar who is as faithful as the rains,
Who strows the swarming blackbuck on the plains, 
Who sends the wind that makes the devils flee, 
And bids the [mheia?] bloom abundantly
And teaches man to mat the grass and make 
Strong shelters that the wild-pig cannot break
[And lights the sun to call the
Who was, before the oldest and shall be live 
After the youngest climb pass:] 
Caetera desunt. try again some other night

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