Excerpt from The Eye of Zeitoon Salvete! Oh ye, who tread the trodden pathAnd keep the narrow lawIn famished faith that Judgment DayShall blast your sluggard mists awayAnd show what Moses saw!Oh thralls of subdivided time, Hours Measureless I singThat own swift ways to wider scenes, New-plucked from heights where Vision preensA white, unwearied wing!No creed I preach to bend dull thoughtTo see what I shall show, Nor can ye buy with treasured goldThe key to these Hours that unfoldNew tales teachers kw.Ye'll need leave o' the laws o' man, For Vision's wings are free;The swift Unmeasured Hours are kindAnd ye shall leave all cares behindIf ye will come with me!In vain shall lumps of fashioned stuffImprison you about;In vain let pundits preach the fleshAnd feebling limits that enmeshYour goings in and out, I kw the way the zephyrs tookwho brought the breath of spring, 1 guide to shores of regions blestWhere white, uncaught Ideas nestAnd Thought is strong o' wing!Within the Hours that I unlockAll customed fetters fall;The chains of drudgery release;Set limits fade; horizons cease About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art techlogy to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.