The history of the whole; from the first seed

Enclosed in the blind womb, until life wake

Through moons or æons of embryonic change

To human thought and love, and those desires

Which still grope upward, into the unknown realms

As far beyond us now as Europe lay

From the first life that crawled out of the sea.

There lies our hope; but O, the endless way!

And the lost road of knowledge, endless, too!

That infinite hope was not for him. One life