ON OTHING, in this corporal earth of man,

That to the imminent heaven of his high soul

Responds with colour and with shadow, can

Lade correlated greatness. If the scroll

Where thoughts lie fast in spell of hieroglyph

Be mighty through its mighty habitants;

If God be in His Name; grave potence if

The sounds unbind of hieratic chants;

All's vast that vastness means. Nay, I affirm

Nature is whole in her least things exprest,

Nor know we with what scope God builds the worm.

Our towns are copied fragments from our breast;

And all man's Babylons strive but to impart

The grandeurs of his Babylonian heart.