Classic Poem

17.

In envy, hatred, jealousy,
In sorrowing pride's intensity,
(Worst madness of worst misery,)
On fearful thoughts his spirit feasts;
And he will seek the King of Priests,
Though doom'd to die, if he draw nigh
The hallow'd kernel of the wood,
His dwelling long ago;
Where Mystery, fed on " weeping blood, "
Is restless as a wintry flood,
And cold as mountain-snow;
Restless as fire! yet still unchang'd;
Or as the changeful, never chang'd,
Unalterable sky!