Endure the riddle of my life, unless
His gentle guidance solveth it for me.
Full often have I kept before mine eyes
This truth sublime, that o’er all life doth float
Appearance and deception if we grasp
Life’s surface only in our moods of thought.
And o’er and o’er again it spake to me:
Thou must take knowledge how illusion’s veil
Weaves all around thee; and however oft
It may appear to thee as truth, beware;