ALL NIGHT 
57 
Deeper than ocean, higher than the sky, 
Vaster than petty loves that dream and die, 
Insatiate, angry, terrible for lust, 
Who shrivel God to adamantine dust 
By our fierce gaze upon him, who would strive 
Under our wrath, to flee away, to dive 
Into the deep recesses of his heaven. 
But we, one joy, one love, one shame for leaven, 
Quit hope and life, quit fear and death and love, 
Implacable as God, desired above 
All loves of hell or heaven, supremely wed, 
Knit in one soul in one delicious bed 
More hot than hell, more wicked than all things, 
Vast in our sin, whose unredeeming wings 
Rise o’er the world, and flap for lust of death, 
Eager as anyone that travaileth ; 
So in our lusts, the monstrous burden borne 
Heavy within the womb, we wait the morn 
Of its fulfilment.  Thus eternity 
Wheels vain wings round us, who may never die, 
But cling as hard as serpent’s wedlock is, 
One writhing glory, an immortal kiss.