Section 2

3rd Bard : What strange power is this that holds me still ?

Watcher : The coracle has vanished, I know not where.

And but a moment since it I did see.
Prophet : Perplexing symbol, it robbeth me of thought,

That selfsame glowing Light for nights I've seen.

It spells some weighty secret we shall know

Of much that is beyond our present ken.

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TuATMS : What power ig this that makes us fraught with i eai' .

See how the Chief's face glows with dazzling Light.

ChuSi? Bard : O time, the loved, the hated and despised,

To thee this precious moment I give thanks ;
Sweet precious moment, minute eternity,
To have lived and felt and known a miracle.

Strange wonder is this jewelled piece of tree,
Not cut from sturdy oak or beach or pine ;
An unknown piece so masterly in cut,
An empery, imbued with light and power.

In antient Tara here an exigent
Which doth express a marvel to behold ;
See how it scintillates" with heav'nly Light.
Oh bounteous gift ! We, the unworthy, take
This Cross of subtle meaning and of life.

Let every harp in Tara swell its soul
Of music, in true concord with a song
Not heard before by any mortal ear,
That we may forge a link on endless chain.

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FINIS.

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OUT OF THE DEPTHS,

A MORALITY PLAY
In One Act.

By

ALEX. MATHEWS.

BOHEMIAN PRESS.
MEADOW WAY,

SOMERFORD,
CHRISTCHURCH

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