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vol. 3, p. 67
H. P. Blavatsky Scrapbooks
from Adyar arhives of the International Theosophical Society
vol. 3 (1875-1878)

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Persecution of M. Leymarie
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The River Monster

< notes: From the St. Louis Globe-Democrat, Oct. 5 >


Imposture, and Fatal Results

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<Untitled> (The sea! the sea!)

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“ The sea ! the sea ! the open sea !
The blue, the fresh, the ever free !
Without a mark, without a bound,
It runneth the earth’s wide regions round ;
It plays with the clouds; it mocks the skies;
Or like a cradled creature lies.

“ I never was on the dull, tame shore,
But I loved the great sea more and more,
And backwards flew to her billowy breast,
Like a bird that seeketh its mother’s nest;
And a mother she was, and is, to me ;
For I was born on the open sea ! ”

<Untitled> (There the rose unveils)

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“ There the rose unveils
Her breast of beauty, and each delicate bud
O’ the season comes in turn to bloom and perish.
But first of all the violet, with an eye
Blue as the midnight heavens, the frail snow-drop,
Born of the breath of Winter, and on his brow
Fixed like a pale and solitary star ;
The languid hyacinth, and wild primrose,
And daisy trodden down like modesty ;
The fox-glove, in whose drooping bells the bee
Makes her sweet music ; the narcissus, (named
From him who died for love ;) the tangled woodbine,
Lilacs, and flowering limes, and scented thorns,
And some from whom voluptuous winds of June
Catch their perfumings.”