As when some Man apart
Answers aloud the Question in his Heart-
'The Sun of my Perfection is a Glass.
Wherein from Seeing into Being pass
All who, reflecting as reflected
See themselves in Me,
and Me in Them: not Me,
But all of Me that a contracted Eye
Is comprehensive of Infinity:
Nor yet Themselves: no Selves, but of The All
Fractions, from which they
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