" All you have been,and seen,and done, and thought,
Not You,but I,have seen and been and wrought. . .
Pilgrim,Pilgrimage and Road
Was but Myself at my own Door. . .
Come, you lost Atoms, to your Centre draw. . .
Rays that have wandered into Darkness wide,
Return, and back in your Sun subside"
Man ti qu t- Tair (tr. Fitzgerald)