THE EARTH
SEEMED
UNEARTHLY
AS WE
PENETRATED
DEEPER
INTO THE
HEART
OF
DARKNESS
BUT OH!
THAT DEEP
ROMANTIC CHASM
WHICH SLANTED
DOWN THE
GREEN HILL
A SAVAGE PLACE!
O WILD WEST WIND
THOU DIRGE OF THE DYING YEAR
MY HEART
IN HIDING
STIRRED
FOR A BIRD
THE
ACHIEVE
OF,
THE MASTERY OF THE THING!
FOR MY PURPOSE HOLDS
TO SAIL BEYOND THE
SUNSET AND THE BATHS OF ALL THE
WESTERN STARS
WITH AN EYE MADE
QUIET
BY THE
POWER OF HARMONY,
AND THE
DEEP POWER OF JOY,
WE SEE INTO THE
LIFE OF THINGS.