Volume 1 — TRANSFIGURATION
Reading edition
If it should be my task, I being God, From whirling atoms to evolve your mate, With hands omnipotent I should create A great-souled hero, with the starlight shod. The subject worlds should tremble at his nod And all the angel host upon him wait, Yet he should leave his pomp and splendid state And kneel to kiss the ground whereon you trod. But God, who like a little child is wise, Made me, a common thing of earthly clay; Then bade me go and see within your eyes The flame of love that burns more bright than day, And as I looked I knew with wild surprise I was transformed—your heart in my heart lay.