An Astrologer's Song
Rudyard Kipling
1865 to 1936
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Their fury will last,
The floods break their prison,
Make us who must bear it
Is mightily shown.
Oh, man, if thou knowest,
While the Stars in their courses
That power is made clear.
Receive and inherit
And yearns to her Lord.
Our burden is brought.
Do fight on our side?
Through abysses unproven
All matter, all spirit,
All things have their season,
No rampart withstands 'em,
What treasure is here!)
We'll not be afraid.
Save that which has made.
Our portion is woven,
The waters have risen,
What chariots, what horses
All thought, all desires,
Against us shall bide
Or hope shall we fall—
All power save thine own,
Then, doubt not, ye fearful—
O look and behold
Not less in the lowest
Though terrors o'ertake us
That are under the sun,
And we wonder for why!
While the Stars in their courses
And lustily sing:—
To perfect accord,
What chariots, what horses
All harnessed in gold!
But the blind planet knows
All fashion, all frame,
She thrills in her station
And ravin around.
Whose Nature we share,
No power can unmake us
Their strength from the same.
The springs are unbound—
Do fight on our side?
As we also are one:
Yet They that prepare it,
To the Heavens above us
Sinks low or swings past.
The Planets that love us
Nor yet beyond reason
Earth quakes in her throes
Till the Sign that commands 'em
Their power in the highest
And gulfs beyond thought,
And, attuned since Creation
Up, heart, and be cheerful,
Are one with their fires,
When her ruler is nigh;
The Eternal is King—
Well able to bear.
Against us shall bide
(Oh, man that deniest
And Mercy crowns all!