Creation old as hope, and new as sight;

Eat;

Hearing once more the primal fiat toll:-

Eat;

Light to the zenith, light from pole to pole;

Eat;

Light from the East that waxeth to the West,

Eat;

And with its puissant goings-forth

Eat;

Encroaches on the South and on the North;

Eat;

And with its great approaches does prevail

Eat;

Upon the sullen fastness of the height,

Eat;