Nicholson & Lee, eds. The Oxford Book of English Mystical Verse. 1917.
Ralph Waldo Emerson (18031882)79. Brahma
I
Or if the slain think he is slain,
They know not well the subtle ways
I keep, and pass, and turn again.
Shadow and sunlight are the same;
The vanished gods to me appear;
And one to me are shame and fame.
When me they fly, I am the wings;
I am the doubter and the doubt,
And I the hymn the Brahmin sings.
And pine in vain the sacred Seven;
But thou, meek lover of the good!
Fine me and turn thy back on heaven.