Love, that is first and last of all things made,
The light that has the living world for shade,
The spirit that for temporal veil has on
The souls of all men woven in unison,
One fiery raiment with all lives inwrought
And lights of sunny and starry deed and thought ...
Love, that keeps all the choir of lives in chime;
Love, that is blood within the veins of time....
Love, that sounds loud or light in all men’s ears,
Whence all men’s eyes take fire from sparks of tears,