The very sun not equals him in ardent vamp.
For God hath said, in speaking of the scorching sun,
These words: “It swerved from them.”[331] It had new course to run.
The sharpest thorns are welcome, as the roseleaf soft,
To finite who to th’ Infinite can soar aloft.75
What signifies to glorify the Lord of heaven;
To humble self to dust; with meekness, pride to leaven?
What use to learn to formulate God’s unity;
What use to bow one’s self before the Deity?
Wouldst shine as brilliantly in sight of all?