Toggle Dropdown Serif Sans-serif Monospaced Dyslexic Bold Italic Font size: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 Mark as read [object Object] Only page of title 83 4 Fairly Easy One, Nature! burns and makes thee bright, One gives thee weeds to mourn withal; And what to one is burial Is to the other life and light. The unknown Hermes who assists And alway fills my heart with fear Makes me the mighty Midas' peer The saddest of the alchemists. Through him I make gold changeable To dross, and paradise to hell; Clouds for its corpse-cloths I descry. A stark dead body I love well, And in the gleaming fields on high I build immense sarcophagi. End of title Sign in to unlock this title Sign in to continue reading, it's free! As an unregistered user you can only read a little bit. Links External resources bookshop Wikipedia Project Gutenberg Goodreads Google Books
One, Nature! burns and makes thee bright, One gives thee weeds to mourn withal; And what to one is burial Is to the other life and light.
The unknown Hermes who assists And alway fills my heart with fear Makes me the mighty Midas' peer The saddest of the alchemists.
Through him I make gold changeable To dross, and paradise to hell; Clouds for its corpse-cloths I descry.
