Earth, and all earth’s company;
 Living globes which ever throng
Thy deep chasms and wildernesses;
 And green worlds that glide along;
And swift stars with flashing tresses;
 And icy moons most cold and bright,
 And mighty suns beyond the night,
 Atoms of intensest light.

Even thy name is as a god,
Heaven! for thou art the abode
 Of that power which is the glass
Wherein man his nature sees.
 Generations as they pass
Worship thee with bended knees.
 Their unremaining gods and they
 Like a river roll away:
 Thou remainest such alway.

Thou art but the mind’s first chamber,