All-creative omnipotence?
I change the phrase, and write—the course
Of the great stream of things was shaped by Force.
But even here, before I lift my pen,
A voice of warning bids me try again.
At length, at length, the Spirit helps my need,
I write—“In the beginning was the Deed.”
Wilt thou keep thy dainty berth,
Poodle, use a gentler mirth,
Cease thy whimpering and howling,