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They that have sent me on my earthward journey I would greet on my returning, if not as a King coming again to his own city, yet as one who having been ordered had obeyed, and obeying had merited something of those for whom he toiled. THEY THAT HAVE SENT ME ON MY EARTHWARD JOURNEY I WOULD GREET ON MY RETURNING IF NOT AS A KING COMING AGAIN TO HIS OWN CITY YET AS ONE WHO HAVING BEEN ORDERED HAD OBEYED AND OBEYING HAD MERITED SOMETHING OF THOSE FOR WHOM HE TOILED
the gods are carved of onyx grouped round the golden throne of the eldest of the gods. And there, O King, hope not to find the gods, but reclining upon the golden throne wearing a cloak of his master’s thou shalt see the figure of Time with blood upon his hands, and loosely dangling from his fingers a dripping sword, and spattered with blood but empty shall stand the onyx chairs. “There he sits on his master’s throne dangling idly his sword, or with it flicking cruelly at the prayers of men that lie in a great heap bleeding at his feet. “For a while, O King, the gods had sought to solve the riddles of Time, for a while They made him Their slave, and Time smiled and obeyed his masters, for a while, O King, for a while. He that hath spared nothing hath not spared the gods, nor yet shall he spare thee.” Then the King spake dolefully in the Hall of Kings, and said: “May I not find at last the gods, and must it be that I may not look in Their faces at the last to see whether They be kindly? HE GODS WHERE THE CHAIRS OF THE GODS ARE CARVED OF ONYX GROUPED ROUND THE GOLDEN THRONE OF THE ELDEST OF THE GODS AND THERE O KING HOPE NOT TO FIND THE GODS BUT RECLINING UPON THE GOLDEN THRONE WEARING A CLOAK OF HIS MASTERS THOU SHALT SEE THE FIGURE OF TIME WITH BLOOD UPON HIS HANDS AND LOOSELY DANGLING FROM HIS FINGERS A DROOPING SWORD AND SPATTERED WITH BLOOD BUT EMPTY SHALL STAND THE ONYX CHAIRS THERE HE SITS ON HIS MASTER'S THRONE DANGLING IDLY HIS SWORD OR WITH IT FLICKING CRUELLY AT THE PRAYERS OF MEN THAT LIE IN A GREAT HEAP BLEEDING AT HIS FEET FOR A WHILE O KING THE GODS HAD SOUGHT TO SOLVE THE RIDDLES OF TIME FOR A WHILE THEY MADE HIM THEIR SLAVE AND TIME SMILED AND OBEYED HIS MASTERS FOR A WHILE O KING FOR A WHILE HE THAT HATH SPARED NOTHING HATH NOT SPARED THE GODS NOR YET SHALL HE SPARE THEE THEN THE KING SPAKE DOLEFULLY IN THE HALL OF KINGS AND SAID MAY I NOT FIND AT LAST THE GODS AND MUST IT BE THAT I MAY NOT LOOK IN THEIR FACES AT THE LAST TO SEE WHETHER THEY BE KINDLY
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