The listed from afar): to fix a point,
A central point, collective of his sons,
Since finite every nature but his own.
The nameless He, whose nod is nature’s birth;
And nature’s shield, the shadow of his hand; 410
Her dissolution, his suspended smile!
The great First-Last! pavilion’d high he sits,
In darkness from excessive splendour borne,
By gods unseen, unless through lustre lost.
His glory, to created glory, bright,