The profound significance
of All Fool's Day--the glorious lesson that we are all fools--is
too apt at present to be lost. Nor is justice done to the sublime
symbolism of Shrove Tuesday--the day on which all sins are shriven.
Every day pancakes shall be eaten, either before or after the
plum-pudding. They shall be eaten slowly and sacramentally. They shall
be fried over fires tended and kept for ever bright by Vestals. They
shall be tossed to the stars.
I shall return to the subject of Christmas next week.
A SEQUELULA TO "THE DYNASTS"[7]
_By_
TH*M*S H*RDY
[Footnote 7: _This has been composed from a scenario thrust on me
by some one else. My philosophy of life saves me from sense of
responsibility for any of my writings; but I venture to hold
myself specially irresponsible for this one._--TH*M*S H*RDY.]
The Void is disclosed. Our own Solar System is visible,
distant by some two million miles.
Enter the Ancient Spirit and Chorus of the Years, the Spirit
and Chorus of the Pities, the Spirit Ironic, the Spirit
Sinister, Rumours, Spirit-Messengers, and the Recording Angel.
SPIRIT OF THE PITIES.
_Yonder, that swarm of things insectual_
_Wheeling Nowhither in Particular--_
_What is it?_
SPIRIT OF THE YEARS.
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