18 Hymn to the Sea
Leagued in antiphonal chorus with stars and the populous
Systems,
Following these as their feet dance to the rhyme of the
Suns ;
Thou thyself but a billow, a ripple, a drop of that Ocean,
Which, labyrinthine of arm, folding us meshed in its
coil,
Shall, as now, with elations, august exultations and ardours,
Pour, in unfaltering tide, all its unanimous waves,
When, from this threshold of being, these Steps of the
Presence, this precinct,
Into the matrix of Life darkly divinely resumed,
Man and his littleness perish, erased like an error and can-
celled,
Man and his greatness survive, lost in the greatness of
God.
Leagued in antiphonal chorus with stars and the populous
Systems,
Following these as their feet dance to the rhyme of the
Suns ;
Thou thyself but a billow, a ripple, a drop of that Ocean,
Which, labyrinthine of arm, folding us meshed in its
coil,
Shall, as now, with elations, august exultations and ardours,
Pour, in unfaltering tide, all its unanimous waves,
When, from this threshold of being, these Steps of the
Presence, this precinct,
Into the matrix of Life darkly divinely resumed,
Man and his littleness perish, erased like an error and can-
celled,
Man and his greatness survive, lost in the greatness of
God.