WeshallbenotesinthatgreatSymphonyWhosecadencecirclesthroughtherhythmicspheres，AndalltheliveWorld\'sthrobbingheartshallbeOnewithourheart；thestealthycreepingyearsHavelosttheirterrorsnow，weshallnotdie，TheUniverseitselfshallbeourImmortality。
Poem:Impression-LeReveillonTheskyislacedwithfitfulred，Thecirclingmistsandshadowsflee，Thedawnisrisingfromthesea，Likeawhiteladyfromherbed。
AndjaggedbrazenarrowsfallAthwartthefeathersofthenight，AndalongwaveofyellowlightBreakssilentlyontowerandhall，AndspreadingwideacrossthewoldWakesintoflightsomeflutteringbird，Andallthechestnuttopsarestirred，Andallthebranchesstreakedwithgold。
Poem:AtVeronaHowsteepthestairswithinKings\'housesareForexile-weariedfeetasminetotread，AndOhowsaltandbitteristhebreadWhichfallsfromthisHound\'stable，-betterfarThatIhaddiedintheredwaysofwar，OrthatthegateofFlorencebaremyhead，Thantolivethus，byallthingscomradedWhichseektheessenceofmysoultomar。
\'CurseGodanddie:whatbetterhopethanthis？