From the quick, ardent Priestess, whose light bound Upon his couch the Veiled MOKANNA lay, Of which his curtain'd lips full many a draught I The cities of Com (or Koom) and Cashan are full of mosques, mausoleums, and sepulchres of the descendants of Ali, the Saints of Persia. Chardin. 2 An island in the Persian Gulf, celebrated for its white wine. D Like ZEMZEM's Spring of Holiness 3, had power And still he drank and ponder'd-nor could see At length, with fiendish laugh, like that which broke "Yes, ye vile race, for hell's amusement given, "Too mean for earth, yet claiming kin with heaven; "God's images, forsooth!-such gods as he "Whom INDIA serves, the monkey deity; + 4 ---- "Ye creatures of a breath, proud things of clay, "My deep-felt, long-nurst loathing of man's name! 3 The miraculous well at Mecca; so called, says Sale, from the murmuring of its waters. 4 The god Hannaman. "I'll sweep my darkening, desolating way, 66 "Ye wise, ye learn'd, who grope your dull way on By the dim twinkling gleams of ages gone, "Like superstitious thieves, who think the light "From dead men's marrow guides them best at night"Ye shall have honours-wealth, yes, Sages, yes "I know, grave fools, your wisdom's nothingness; "But a gilt stick, a bauble blinds it here. "In lying speech, and still more lying song, 66 By these learn'd slaves, the meanest of the throng; "Their wits bought up, their wisdom shrunk so small, "A sceptre's puny point can wield it all! "Ye too, believers of incredible creeds, "Whose faith inshrines the monsters which it breeds; 5 A kind of lantern formerly used by robbers, called the Hand of Glory, the candle for which was made of the fat of a dead malefactor. This, however, was rather a western than an eastern superstition.. "Who, bolder ev'n than NEMROD, think to rise "By nonsense heap'd on nonsense to the skies; "Ye shall have miracles, aye, sound ones too, - "Seen, heard, attested, every thing — but true. "Your preaching zealots, too inspir'd to seek "One grace of meaning for the things they speak; "Your martyrs, ready to shed out their blood "For truths too heavenly to be understood; "And your State Priests, sole venders of the lore, "That works salvation; —as on Ava's shore, "Where none but priests are privileg❜d to trade "In that best marble of which Gods are made;" They shall have mysteries—aye, precious stuff "For knaves to thrive by mysteries enough; "Dark, tangled doctrines, dark as fraud can weave, "Which simple votaries shall on trust receive, "While craftier feign belief, till they believe. "A Heav'n too ye must have, ye lords of dust, -- "Who finds not Heav'ns to suit the tastes of all; "Houris for boys, omniscience for sages, "And wings and glories for all ranks and ages. 6 Symes's Ava, vol. ii. p. 376. "Vain things! as lust or vanity inspires, "The Heav'n of each is but what each desires, "So let him- EBLIS! grant this crowning curse, "Oh my lost soul!" exclaim'd the shuddering maid, Whose ears had drunk like poison all he said, MOKANNA started not abash'd, afraid, He knew no more of fear than one who dwells But, in those dismal words that reach'd his ear, lost soul!" there was a sound so drear, ❝ Oh my So like that voice, among the sinful dead, In which the legend o'er Hell's Gate is read, That, new as 'twas from her, whom nought could dim Or sink till now, it startled even him. "Ha, my fair Priestess!"-thus, with ready wile, Th' impostor turn'd to greet her "thou, whose smile "Hath inspiration in its rosy beam "Beyond th' Enthusiast's hope or Prophet's dream! |