THE CUP
189
Sun
unto thyself ,
and
with
thine
own
beams
shalt
thou
paint
the hueless
ocean of thy Godhead .
Thou
shalt
see
things
as
they
are ;
and
all
shall
dissolve
around
thee
,
and
thou
around
all
,
till
unity
itself
become but
nothingness
in
the unutterable
bliss
of
a
boundless
rapture
.
O
wine
of
lacchus
,
O
wine
,
wine
,
wine
.