Ph.  [Turns to window.]  O Maker and O Ruler 
 
of all Worlds, 
Illimitable power, immortal God, 
Vague, vast, unknown, dim-looking, scarcely spied 
Through doubtful crannies of the Universe, 
Unseen, intangible, eluding sense 
And poor conception, halting for a phrase 
Of weak mind-language, O Eternity, 
Hear thou the feeble world, the lame desire, 
The dubious crying of the pinioned dove, 
The wordless eloquent emotion 
That speaks within a man, despite his mind ! 
Hear, who can pray for naught, unknowing aught 
Whereof, for what to pray.  But hear me, thou ! 
Hear me, thou God, who fettered the bleak winds 
Of North and East, and held in silken rein 
The golden steeds of West and South, who bade 
The tireless sea respect its narrow bounds, 
And fixed the mountains, that eternal ice 
Might be thy chiefest witness, and who wove 
The myriad atoms of Infinitude 
Into the solid tapestry of night, 
And gave the sun his heat, and bade him kiss 
 
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