I uttered a new word,
But there was none that heard;
Vision to rapture grew,
But glance was none to view.

Be thou a stone, and pass
Within these works of glass;
Woe, stone to idol wrought
That goblet shattered not!

Break down the old, and then
Rebuild the world again;
Who in "No God" remained
Has ne’er "Except" attained.

O happy rivulet
In selfhood passionate,
Who to earth’s heart dost flee
And flowest not so sea!

To Moses’ lesson list
For Europe’s scientist
Though ocean’s depth he measure,
Could ne’er to Sinai come.

Love’s self learnt quivering’s art
From this our trembling heart
Our spark it was that spired
Until the moth expired.