Speak to Him, thou, for He hears, and Spirit with Spirit can meetCloser is He than breathing, and neare: than hands and feet. God is law, say the wise; O Soul, and let us rejoice, For if He thunder by law the thunder is yet His voice. Law is God, say some; no God at all, says the fool, For all we have power to see is a straight staff bent in a pool; And the ear of man cannot hear, and the eye of man cannot see; But if we could see and hear, this Vision -were it not He? FLOWER IN THE CRANNIED WALL Flower in the crannied wall, I pluck you out of the crannies, SONG FROM MERLIN AND VIVIEN In love, if love be love, if love be ours, Faith and unfaith can ne'er be equal powers: Unfaith in aught is want of faith in all. It is the little rift within the lute, That by and by will make the music mute, And ever widening slowly silence all. The little rift within the lover's lute, Or little pitted speck in garner'd fruit, That rotting inward slowly moulders all. Is it not worth the keeping; let it go: But shall it? answer, darling, answer, no. And trust me not at all or all in all. |