Xxv

There face to face thou sawest the living God And worshipedst, beholding Him the same Adored on earth as Love, the same whose rod Thou hadst endured as Life, whose secret name Thou now didst learn, the healing name of Death. In that unroutable profound of peace, Beyond experience of pulse and breath, Beyond the last release Of longing, rose to greet thee all the lords Of Thought, with consummation in their words.