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Lone Walker

A Lone Walker nowe Ah!

Intae Theis Murky Naycht

‘Yont Whin-Rock menacin’,

Ewry Wound bygane an’ the Scar

Freish Bluid o’ mine fuelin’,

Lang, lang, IT! the Blacklyn Howr,

Unfathomable, Unearthly,

Verra Guid Fyre wearin’,

Burnan Hye! Gore o’ mine

Awa, awa, IT owre spilled!

Soil o’ Alabaster gravin’,

An’ abön, Great Orrah! a Presence yirr,

Near-hand ay flashin’,

Rumblin’, guid tremblin’,

Lyke a Rhodium-Demon Hyear

Unco! stick-an-stowe towerin’,

An’ a Mirror-Vision ay broo!

O’ Red Gore fuil an’ pruid!

Great Rowth ragin’!

Human nae, nae IT laanger!

Heyne intae Theis Skye-Mirror,

Image o’ mine! nae, nae IT laanger!

Ma Rubye Brooch Micht, och!

Stylle haiwin',

An' wae Veins o’ Deep Lowe imbued,

Ma ain stylle! Glamis’ Orrah! Dearest!

Athwart ma Solitarye Gait

Ays a Storm-Blast fallin’,

An’ wnto me! wnto me noo, IT!

O’er an’ o’er! Carham’s Scyld-Hel Orrah!

Stylle Theis Dangerus! Verra Dangerus, IT!

Highlan’ Thwndir-Rode o’ mine

Intae Theis Guid Kintra whooshin’,

An’ the nae ****** Cauld Landis Micht,

Swaird-Wounded, stylle Ironclad Ah!

Fore’er unco! wi’in Oun Hye Fyre

Thro’ nae croud strollin’,

Ays yf frae Hye Þunor His-sel

The Lone War-Whisper Weel-Gaun!

Wae Thae Verra Woirds o’ Battle-Angyr

Lewdlie! Theis Specular Bluish Fyre o’ mine!

Thus Thwndir-Taukin’:

 

NUNC IN HOC SIGNO VINCES

QUIA FOCUS TEMPESTATIS MODO EST TIBI

ET VEXILLA FULMINIS PRODEUNT UNIVERSI

IN FERRO CAERULEO SANGUINEQUE

AD TE PICTORUM NOCTE TETRA

ET IN SPECULO RESULTANTE FORMA

THOR GOTHORUM UBI DESCENDET LAETO

AB ULTIMA GLITNIR MAGNO MALLEO

DEUS FLAVUS QUI ALTO FERRO SECURIQUE

TONITRUO INDIGNAM VIAM MALEDIXIT

FULMINIS IGITUR TETRA UMBRA TUA

ALTA FLAMMA CALIGINEA VEXILLAQUE

SUPREMO IGNE OVERMAN ULTOR.

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Written by
hermes-varini
Published
Jan 23, 2021
Lines·Words
55·264
Notes

A composition of mine containing an Enigma, in archaic Scottish, as ending in Classical Latin. The empowered Other-Self of the narrator, the Overman himself, at length appears, and finally speaks as a Mirror-Vision. "VEXILLA FULMINIS PRODEUNT UNIVERSI" means thus "the Banners of the Cosmic Lightning issue forth" and "PICTORUM NOCTE TETRA" "into the Murky Night of the Picts", whereas "ALTA FLAMMA" "through the High Flame" (as thus both instrumental ablatives). "THOR GOTHORUM UBI DESCENDET LAETO AB ULTIMA GLITNIR MAGNO MALLEO DEUS FLAVUS QUI ALTO FERRO SECURIQUE TONITRUO INDIGNAM VIAM MALEDIXIT" reads "where Thor of (from) the Goths, joyful descends, from Last Glitnir (Norse sacred location) with his Mighty Hammer, the Fair God who with the High Iron and the Axe, through the Thunder the Unworthy Path cursed". Touching otherwise "IN SPECULO RESULTANTE FORMA", "FORMA" ("form") is looked upon in sheer Aristotelian terms, as thus opposed to matter. It is indicated that the narrator cannot die, for he possesses veins imbued with incorruptible Heraclitean Fire, hence his Night Stroll, in a manner akin to "The Man of the Crowd", is everlasting. "Thae", "Theis" and "Thus" form an alliteration.

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