THE UNKNOWN GODDESS
"Out of the night, O Goddess, send a signAnd prove to me you are indeed divine!"
DID she answer this prayer —she remains a mystery to me yet —I might perish as did Semele when Jove appeared to her in the guise of that golden rain. At any rate, my unknown goddess, having by this time, possibly, become fat as well as discriminating, may mean to save me the loss of one more illusion.
I have more than one friend in the region topographically made definite in these lines. Each has in her way paved my path to ecstasy, but no thrill seems like that brought me by the enduring mystery of the identity of my Unknown Goddess. To think that this sort of thing is all we poor moderns can hope for as a substitute for that veil of Isis which so inspired the nation on the Nile!