The woman is so hard Upon the woman.

Blind and naked ignorance delivers brawling judgments, unashamed, on all things all day long

And Thought leapt out to wed with Thought Ere Thought could wed itself with Speech.

Strong Son of God, immortal Love, Whom we, that have not seen thy face, By faith, and faith alone, embrace, Believing where we cannot prove.

I wind about, and in and out, - With here a blossom sailing, - And here and there a lusty trout, - And here and there a grayling.

The song that nerves a nation's heart is in itself a deed.

And so the Word had breath, and wrought With human hands the creed of creeds In loveliness of perfect deeds, More strong than all poetic thoughts; Which he may read that binds the sheaf, Or builds the house, or digs the grave, And those wild eyes that watch the waves In roarings round the coral reef.