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In the grey beginning of years in the twilight of things that began	A
The word of the earth in the ears of the world was it God was it man	A
The word of the earth to the spheres her sisters the note of her song	B
The sound of her speech in the ears of the starry and sisterly throng	B
Was it praise or passion or prayer was it love or devotion or dread	C
When the veils of the shining air first wrapt her jubilant head	C
When her eyes new born of the night saw yet no star out of reach	D
When her maiden mouth was alight with the flame of musical speech	D
When her virgin feet were set on the terrible heavenly way	E
And her virginal lids were wet with the dew of the birth of the day	E
Eyes that had looked not on time and ears that had heard not of death	F
Lips that had learnt not the rhyme of change and passionate breath	F
The rhythmic anguish of growth and the motion of mutable things	G
Of love that longs and is loth and plume plucked hope without wings	G
Passions and pains without number and life that runs and is lame	H
From slumber again to slumber the same race set for the same	H
Where the runners outwear each other but running with lampless hands	I
No man takes light from his brother till blind at the goal he stands	I
Ah did they know did they dream of it counting the cost and the worth	J
The ways of her days did they seem then good to the new souled earth	J
Did her heart rejoice and the might of her spirit exult in her then	K
Child yet no child of the night and motherless mother of men	K
Was it Love brake forth flower fashion a bird with gold on his wings	G
Lovely her firstborn passion and impulse of firstborn things	G
Was Love that nestling indeed that under the plumes of the night	L
Was hatched and hidden as seed in the furrow and brought forth bright	L
Was it Love lay shut in the shell world shaped having over him there	M
Black world wide wings that impel the might of the night through air	M
And bursting his shell as a bird night shook through her sail stretched vans	N
And her heart as a water was stirred and its heat was the firstborn man's	N
For the waste of the dead void air took form of a world at birth	J
And the waters and firmaments were and light and the life giving earth	J
The beautiful bird unbegotten that night brought forth without pain	O
In the fathomless years forgotten whereover the dead gods reign	O
Was it love life godhead or fate we say the spirit is one	P
That moved on the dark to create out of darkness the stars and the sun	P
Before the growth was the grower and the seed ere the plant was sown	Q
But what was seed of the sower and the grain of him whence was it grown	Q
Foot after foot ye go back and travail and make yourselves mad	R
Blind feet that feel for the track where highway is none to be had	R
Therefore the God that ye make you is grievous and gives not aid	S
Because it is but for your sake that the God of your making is made	S
Thou and I and he are not gods made men for a span	A
But God if a God there be is the substance of men which is man	A
Our lives are as pulses or pores of his manifold body and breath	F
As waves of his sea on the shores where birth is the beacon of death	F
We men the multiform features of man whatsoever we be	T
Recreate him of whom we are creatures and all we only are he	T
Not each man of all men is God but God is the fruit of the whole	U
Indivisible spirit and blood indiscernible body from soul	U
Not men's but man's is the glory of godhead the kingdom of time	V
The mountainous ages made hoary with snows for the spirit to climb	V
A God with the world inwound whose clay to his footsole clings	G
A manifold God fast bound as with iron of adverse things	G
A soul that labours and lives an emotion a strenuous breath	F
From the flame that its own mouth gives reillumed and refreshed with death	F
In the sea whereof centuries are waves the live God plunges and swims	W
His bed is in all men's graves but the worm hath not hold on his limbs	W
Night puts out not his eyes nor time sheds change on his head	C
With such fire as the stars of the skies are the roots of his heart are fed	C
Men are the thoughts passing through it the veins that fulfil it with blood	X
With spirit of sense to renew it as springs fulfilling a flood	X
Men are the heartbeats of man the plumes that feather his wings	G
Storm worn since being began with the wind and thunder of things	G
Things are cruel and blind their strength detains and deforms	G
And the wearying wings of the mind still beat up the stream of their storms	G
Still as one swimming up stream they strike out blind in the blast	Y
In thunders of vision and dream and lightnings of future and past	Y
We are baffled and caught in the current and bruised upon edges of shoals	G
As weeds or as reeds in the torrent of things are the wind shaken souls	G
Spirit by spirit goes under a foam bell's bubble of breath	F
That blows and opens in sunder and blurs not the mirror of death	F
For a worm or a thorn in his path is a man's soul quenched as a flame	H
For his lust of an hour or his wrath shall the worm and the man be the same	H
O God sore stricken of things they have wrought him a raiment of pain	O
Can a God shut eyelids and wings at a touch on the nerves of the brain	O
O shamed and sorrowful God whose force goes out at a blow	Z
What world shall shake at his nod at his coming what wilderness glow	Z
What help in the work of his hands what light in the track of his feet	A2
His days are snowflakes or sands with cold to consume him and heat	A2
He is servant with Change for lord and for wages he hath to his hire	B2
Folly and force and a sword that devours and a ravening fire	B2
From the bed of his birth to his grave he is driven as a wind at their will	C2
Lest Change bow down as his slave and the storm and the sword be still	C2
Lest earth spread open her wings to the sunward and sing with the spheres	G
Lest man be master of things to prevail on their forces and fears	G
By the spirit are things overcome they are stark and the spirit hath breath	F
It hath speech and their forces are dumb it is living and things are of death	F
But they know not the spirit for master they feel not force from above	D2
While man makes love to disaster and woos desolation with love	D2
Yea himself too hath made himself chains and his own hands plucked out his eyes	G
For his own soul only constrains him his own mouth only denies	G
The herds of kings and their hosts and the flocks of the high priests bow	E2
To a master whose face is a ghost's O thou that wast God is it thou	E2
Thou madest man in the garden thou temptedst man and he fell	F2
Thou gavest him poison and pardon for blood and burnt offering to sell	F2
Thou hast sealed thine elect to salvation fast locked with faith for the key	T
Make now for thyself expiation and be thine atonement for thee	T
Ah thou that darkenest heaven ah thou that bringest a sword	G2
By the crimes of thine hands unforgiven they beseech thee to hear them O Lord	G2
By the balefires of ages that burn for thine incense by creed and by rood	H2
By the famine and passion that yearn and that hunger to find of thee food	H2
By the children that asked at thy throne of the priests that were fat with thine hire	B2
For bread and thou gavest a stone for light and thou madest them fire	B2
By the kiss of thy peace like a snake's kiss that leaves the soul rotten at root	I2
By the savours of gibbets and stakes thou hast planted to bear to thee fruit	I2
By torture and terror and treason that make to thee weapons and wings	G
By thy power upon men for a season made out of the malice of things	G
O thou that hast built thee a shrine of the madness of man and his shame	H
And hast hung in the midst for a sign of his worship the lamp of thy name	H
That hast shown him for heaven in a vision a void world's shadow and shell	F2
And hast fed thy delight and derision with fire of belief as of hell	F2
That hast fleshed on the souls that believe thee the fang of th	J2

Algernon Charles Swinburne

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