Joined I by some great right sharing the ages' delight.
Deathless singing there sounded and there moved life unarrested,
I was the body and soul, I was the part and the whole.
I was that boy's fine strength restraining his quivering charger,
Ay, and the nostril's fire quickened by curbèd desire.
I was this rhythmic strain of melodic, ineffable beauty
Maidenly garments reveal singing from shoulder to heel.
Well I remember how once when my sandal-latchet was loosened,
While the procession delayed, stooping the knot I re-made.
Greater and less was I than the flower divinely unconscious,