Many a flower hath perfume for its dower,

And many a bird a song,

And harmless lambs milkwhite beside their dams

Frolic along,—

Perfume and song and whiteness offering praise

In humble, peaceful ways.

Man’s high degree hath will and memory,

Affection and desire;

By loftier ways he mounts of prayer and praise,

Fire unto fire,

Deep unto deep responsive, height to height,

Until he walk in white.