THE
CLEARER SELF
Before me
grew the human soul,
And after I am dead and gone,
Through grades of effort and control
The marvellous work shall still
go on.
Each mortal
in his little span
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Hath only lived, if he have
shown
What greatness there can be in man
Above the measured and the known;
How through
the ancient layers of night,
In gradual victory secure,
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Grows ever with increasing light
The Energy serene and pure:
The Soul,
that from a monstrous past,
From age to age, from hour to
hour,
Feels upward to some height at last.
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Of unimagined grace and power.
Though yet
the sacred fire be dull,
In folds of thwarting matter
furled,
Ere death be nigh, while life is full,
O Master Spirit of the world,
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Grant me
to know, to seek, to find,
In some small measure though
it be,
Emerging from the waste and blind,
The clearer self, the grander
me!
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