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Title: The Master-Knot of Human Fate

Author: Ellis Meredith

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THE MASTER-KNOT OF HUMAN FATE

by

ELLIS MEREDITH

Up from Earth's Centre through the Seventh Gate
I rose, and on the Throne of Saturn sate,
And many a Knot unravel'd by the Road;
But not the Master-knot of Human Fate.

OMAR KHAYYAM

Boston
Little, Brown, and Company
1901
Copyright, 1901,
By Little, Brown, and Company.
All rights reserved.
University Press John Wilson and Son Cambridge, U. S. A.

Up from Earth's Centre through the Seventh Gate
I rose, and on the Throne of Saturn sate,
And many a Knot unravel'd by the Road;
But not the Master-knot of Human Fate.

* * * * *

Ah Love! could you and I with Him conspire
To grasp this sorry Scheme of Things entire,
Would not we shatter it to bits--and then
Re-mould it nearer to the Heart's Desire!

OMAR KHAYYAM

I

To-night God knows what things shall tide,
The Earth is racked and faint--
Expectant, sleepless, open-eyed;
And we, who from the Earth were made.
Thrill with our Mother's pain.

KIPLING.

Along one of the most precipitous of the many Rocky Mountain trails a
man and a woman climbed slowly one spring morning. The air was cold,
and farther up the mountains little patches of snow lay here and there
in the hollows. Two or three miles below them nestled one of