That thou dost think the time hath now expired
When we did serve earth’s purposes the best
Through wisdom’s light, ourselves unconsecrate—
When we showed forth from roots in our own life
The living way of spirit and of love.
In thee the spirits of the earth arose
To give thee light without the lore of books:
In me did love hold sway, the love that dwells
And works within the life of men on earth.