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Ideal for home users, students and non-profits.need another language? Oh Thou delicious God, smile sinister! stars and stars and ultimate Things whereof stars are the atoms.Then I perceived Thee, O my God, sitting like a white cat upon the trellis-work of the arbour; and the hum of the spinning worlds was but Thy pleasure.In the boat of Ra did I travel, but I never found upon the visible Universe any being like unto Thee! It is well.This is the voice which shook the earth.Eight times he cried aloud, and by eight and by eight shall I count Thy favours, Oh Thou Elevenfold God ! Thou Gladiator God! the song to Iao, the song to Iao! Let me smother them with my roses! Thy God is like the cold emptiness of the utmost heaven, into which thou radiatest thy little light.I have thrown a million flowers from the basket of the Beyond at Thy feet, I have anointed Thee and Thy Staff with oil and blood and kisses.I cried aloud the word — and it was a mighty spell to bind the Invisible, an enchantment to unbind the bound; yea, to unbind the bound.That which came fire from Thee cometh water from me; let therefore Thy Spirit lay hold on me, so that my right hand loose the lightning.Travelling through space, I saw the onrush of two galaxies, butting each other and goring like bulls upon earth.I was afraid.I creep under Thy carapace, like a lover into the bed of his beautiful; I creep in, and sit in Thine heart, as cubby and cosy as may be.Thou art not worth an obol in the agora; yet Thou art not to be bought at the ransom of the whole Universe.Thou art like a beautiful Nubian slave leaning her naked purple against the green pillars of marble that are above the bath.I drank wine awhile agone in the house of Pertinax.The cup-boy favoured me, and gave me of the right sweet Chian.There was a Doric boy, skilled in feats of strength, an athlete.The full moon fled away angrily down the wrack.but we laughed.Colder than all the ice of all the glaciers of the Naked Mountain was the wine it poured for me.A wild country and a waning moon.Clouds scudding over the sky.A circuit of pines, and of tall yews beyond.Thou in the midst!