Desire shall teach me now. If this be sinning,
Good luck to it! Oh splendour long delayed,
Beautiful world of mine, oh world arrayed
For bridal, flower and forest, wave and field,
I come to be your lover. Loveliest, yield!
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“World, I will prove you. Lest it should be said
There was a man who loved the earth: his heart
Was nothing but that love. With doting tread
He worshipt the loved grass: and every start