A VOICE

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    One day I was walking over a bit of marshy ground close to Inchy Wood when I felt, all of a sudden, and only for a sed, aion which I said to myself was the root of Christian mysticism. There had swept over me a sense of weakness, of dependen a great personal Be<q></q>ing somewhere far off yet near at hand. No thought of mine had prepared me for this emotion, for I had been pre-occupied with Aengus and Edain, and with Mannanan, son of the sea. That night I awoke lying upon my bad hearing a voice speaking above me and saying, “No hu<q>藏书网</q>man soul is like any other human soul, and therefore the love of God for any human soul is infinite, for no other soul  satisfy the same need in God.” A few nights after this I awoke to see the loveliest people I have ever seen. A young man and a young girl dressed in olive-g<u></u>reen raiment, cut like old Greek raiment, were standing at my bedside. I looked at the girl and noticed that her dress was gathered about her neto a kind of , or perhaps into some kind of stiff embroidery which represented  ivy-leaves. But what filled me with wonder was <var>?.</var>the miraildness of her face. There are no such faow. It was beautiful, as few faces are beautiful, but it had her, one would think, the light that is in desire or in hope or in fear or in speculation. It eaceful like the faces of animals, or like mountain poobbr></abbr>ls at evening, so peaceful that it was a little sad. I thought for a moment that she might be the beloved of Aengus, but how could that hunted, alluring, happy, immortal wretch have a face like this? Doubtless she was from among the children of the Moon, but who among them I shall never know.

    1902.

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