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 Anthony Guise

 

A Digit of the Moon

Oh thou lovely incarnation of the Nectar-dropping moon,
come down from heavens to lighten our darkness:
Delight of the race of man: retaining in thy womanhood the dancing play of the waves of that sea of milk out of which thou were originally chosen by the Gods:

We the three worlds (ie of Childhood, Manhood and Age) do worship the orb of thy bosom that possesses for us a threefold mystical feminine energy, being a pitcher of milk for us when we are born, a pillow for us, in the middle of the path of life and a shrine in which we take refuge to die at the last

The above must have been copied by Tony from somewhere perhaps from a book called

A Digit of the Moon – A Hindu Love Story Translation by F.W.Bain

Below is the corrected version from the Web

Oh thou lovely incarnation of the Nectar-dropping moon,
come down from heavens to lighten our darkness:
Delight of the race of man: retaining in thy womanhood the dancing Play of the Waves of that sea of milk out of which thou wert originally churned by the Gods:

We the three Worlds (ie of Childhood, Manhood and Age) do worship the orb of thy bosom that possesses for us a Threefold Mystical Feminine Energy, being a pitcher of milk for us when we are born: a pillow for us, in the Middle of the Path of Life: and a shrine in which we take refuge to die at the last

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