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A Godhead stands behind the brute machine. This truth broke in in a triumph of fire; A victory was won for God in man, The deity revealed its hidden face. The great World-Mother now in her arose: A living choice reversed fate's cold dead turn, Affirmed the spirit's tread on Circumstance, Pressed back the senseless dire revolving Wheel And stopped the mute march of Necessity. A flaming warrior from the eternal peaks Empowered to force the door denied and closed Smote from Death's visage its dumb absolute And burst the bounds of consciousness and Time. End of Canto Two 
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