Chapters (91)
- Cover
- BOOKS BY JANE ROBERTS
- Title Page
- Copyright
- Book One - The Education of Oversoul Seven
- Dedication
- Chapter One
- Chapter Two
- Chapter Three
- Chapter Four
- Chapter Five
- Chapter Six
- Chapter Seven
- Chapter Eight
- Chapter Nine
- Chapter Ten
- Chapter Eleven
- Chapter Twelve
- Chapter Thirteen
- Chapter Fourteen
- Chapter Fifteen
- Chapter Sixteen
- Chapter Seventeen
- Chapter Eighteen
- Chapter Nineteen
- Chapter Twenty
- Chapter Twenty-One
- Chapter Twenty-Two
- Chapter Twenty-Three
- Chapter Twenty-Four
- Chapter Twenty-Five
- The Final Chapter
- Epilogue
- Appendix
- Book Two - The Further Education of Oversoul Seven
- Dedication
- Prologue One
- Prologue Two
- Chapter One
- Chapter Two
- Chapter Three
- Chapter Four
- Chapter Five
- Chapter Six
- Chapter Seven
- Chapter Eight
- Chapter Nine
- Chapter Ten
- Chapter Eleven
- Chapter Twelve
- Chapter Thirteen
- Chapter Fourteen
- Chapter Fifteen
- Chapter Sixteen
- Chapter Seventeen
- Chapter Eighteen
- Chapter Nineteen
- Chapter Twenty
- Chapter Twenty-One
- Chapter Twenty-Two
- Chapter Twenty-Three
- Chapter Twenty-Four
- Chapter Twenty-Five
- Chapter Twenty-Six
- Chapter Twenty-Seven
- Chapter Twenty-Eight
- Afterword of the Gods
- Jeffery’s Closing Notes
- Epilogue
- Oversoul Seven’s Little Book
- Book Three - Oversoul Seven and the Museum of Time
- Dedication
- Chapter One
- Chapter Two
- Chapter Three
- Chapter Four
- Chapter Five
- Chapter Six
- Chapter Seven
- Chapter Eight
- Chapter Nine
- Chapter Ten
- Chapter Eleven
- Chapter Twelve
- Chapter Thirteen
- Chapter Fourteen
- Chapter Fifteen
- Chapter Sixteen
- Chapter Seventeen
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| (Sumari as learned by Ma-ah | (from Songs of the Sumari |
| in the Land of the Speakers.) | by Lydia) |
| Frea tumba, tul j leta | See us, see us, |
| Greenaje odaro | In your adjacent world. |
| Deleta umbarge | We are your dreams living |
| Sel var denoto | In fur and blood. |
| De na evisa | We are the animals |
| To marro insida | Blessed and holy, |
| De ne r o. | Savage and bony, |
| Thrust out by you | |
| Gramaje netaro | Into the world. |
| Denita visa | |
| Flo marro ontoa | We sing your praises. |
| Deneta demari. | It is good common sense, |
| O ne demari. | For we know that we come |
| On a es par. | From the ribs of your |
| slumber, | |
| Ma ne o de vista | Born, torn, and rent |
| De magna on to o | From desires |
| Grem age an to a tum | Glowing and raging. |
| De es splen ato | |
| Gre ne a torum | |
| Ineago. | |
| Silva vista ne ta | |
| Gre en ad e bus | |
| Tumba. | |
| O nea umba | In the midnight of your |
| O framage tu a | senses |
| Oh le e on to | We rise up all splendid. |
| A de um timbi. | Perfect and agile |
| Gravi timbo taru | We leap out into the forests |
| Sev r ant a to bum | We race across the landscapes |
| Grim age endeo | In moonlight and shadow. |
| De midge a a tu um | We are your dreams escaping |
| Mari on umber | The dream cage forever. |
| Grey e a on obus. | The door is wide open. |
| We dream our dreams. | |
| Remember, | |
| Entreaty and warning. | |
| Our bowels are dancing | |
| With splendor and longing. | |
| Under tomorrow | |
| We live by your spell. | |
| But our dreams rise up | |
| Even as yours, and confront us. | |
| The animals’ animals | |
| Must be nourished and | |
| tended. | |
| The dreams’ dreams are not | |
| orphans | |
| To be cast into darkness. | |
| We congregate before you | |
| For your attention. | |
| We are the blood and hide | |
| Of your dreams prancing | |
| In midday. | |
| We plunge through forests | |
| And hillsides, | |
| Carved out of your unknowing. | |
| Know us who wander | |
| Beneath the moon of your brain. |
FRAGMENT FROM A SUMARI SONG OF ORIGINS
| (Deciphered by Window in the land of the Tellers from stone tablets.) |
Out of the knowing Darkness of unknowing We lifted ourselves, rising |
| On the webs of our thoughts. | |
| O shel u a stare | We dangled above the warm |
| Le munde tu am | Nest of nothing, |
| Del an o resplendi | Climbing the images |
| Tel mal del o | That rose from our yearning, |
| Fram mondi. | Grasping the syllables |
| De na resplendi | That circled |
| O terum nesta | Our muteness like stars. |
| Far bundu. Tarra Ne o responde La dum. La day dum Framba. |
(This song was not among those “written” by Lydia in the twentieth century. The rest of the song is in the records of the Speakers in Ma-ah’s “time.”)