An extract from my epic poem The Way of Trilobites, available on Amazon. See my book links.
Yet know this of the gods, and know it well, That we and mortals form a single spell. Dionysus, Hades, these are but tags, They ease the tongue as back and forth it wags. True names do nature spring forth from: Once call our names and gods must come!
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