Who, with some jars in harmony, combined,。，The changeful visible face
Not needing a studious brow,。，Hostile to strike at the nest
She, the white wild cherry, a tree,。，Earth gives the edifice they build no base:
。，To them are lastingly allied.
And not with her and yonder sky?。，And see the flat universe reel;
XIV。，For the morning of May long gone,
Soulless, heading a hunt。，Shall man into the mystery of breath,
Like wind and tide at a wave!。，For braver, let our minds agree;
。，Nor dreaming on a dream; but fortified
These, bent by such experience, are the band。，The music of their motion may be ours.
Not forfeiting the beast with which they are crossed,。，Cry we for permanence fast,
Relentless quencher of lies;。，'Tis Light in us dancing to scour
That natures at interflow。，And this is the soul's haven to have felt.
Breeds love, would not her region be。，It folds us, flesh and dust; and have we knelt,
In them to come, or vaster intervolved,。，
Directed, attuned, englobed:。，Of younger into swelling sacks.
And if by humaner fires。，And saw the dawn glow through.
，Because earth-rooted alive:。，We were joined but by that thin thread,