One Evening I Sat Beauty On My

And Again: No More Gods! No More Gods! Man Is King, Man Is God! - But The Great Faith Is Love!

Morality Is The Weakness Of The Mind.

I May Die Of Earthly Love, Or Of Devotion.

The Sun, The Hearth Of Affection And Life, Pours Burning Love On The Delighted Earth.

And From That Time On I Bathed In The Poem Of The Sea, Star-infused And Churned Into Milk, Devouring The Green Azures; Where, Entranced In Pallid Flotsam, A Dreaming Drowned Man Sometimes Goes Down.