You join us to our kind--to all the strange lands and peoples we have never seen.

We hope to know them--to love and help them--and to learn of them.

Ah! You cannot know!" Thousands of voices rose in the soaring climax of that great Hymn of The Coming Life.

By the great Altar of Motherhood, with its crown of fruit and flowers, stood a new one, crowned as well.

Before the Great Over Mother of the Land and her ring of High Temple Counsellors, before that vast multitude of calm-faced mothers and holy-eyed maidens, came forward our own three chosen ones, and we, three men alone in all that land, joined hands with them and made our marriage vows..