Household Gods

Life is a dream, like love; and from the dream If we may wake, we never find it what ‘We would; for the wisdom ofa mightier mind Leads us in its own ways To a perfected praise. Crassus. ‘Why are these shadows thrown across the lawn From the elms and yews? They were not wont to reach Beyond the branches of that copper-beech. Aucta. Attend the dawn Of an unknown comet, that shall come From the unfathomable weils of space Into its halidom, Crassus. I know it not. Last night I walked alone Here, and saw nothing. Autcta. I was not with yout There is no God upon the eternal throne Of stars begemming the bewildering blue Unless one has the eyes to see him. Think How we two stand upon the brink Of nothingt Here's a globe, whereto we trust, No larger than the smallest speck of dust y 2