flaunt forth, then chevy on an air- built thoroughfare: heaven-roysterers, in gay-gangs
they throng; they glitter in marches. Down roughcast, down dazzling whitewash,
wherever an elm arches, Shivelights and shadowtackle in long
lashes lace, lance, and pair. Delightfully the bright wind boisterous
ropes, wrestles, beats earth bare Of yestertempest's creases;
in pool and rut peel parches Squandering ooze to squeezed
dough, crust, dust; stanches, starches Squadroned masks and manmarks
treadmire toil there Footfretted in it. Million-fuelèd,
nature's bonfire burns on. But quench her bonniest, dearest
to her, her clearest-selvèd spark Man, how fast his firedint,
his mark on mind, is gone! Both are in an unfathomable, all is in an enormous dark
Drowned. O pity and indig
nation! Manshape, that shone Sheer off, disseveral, a star,
death blots black out; nor mark 
Is any of him at all so stark But vastness blurs and time
beats level. Enough! the Resurrection, A heart's-clarion! Away grief's gasping,
joyless days, dejections.
Across my foundering deck shone A beacon, an immortal beam.
Flesh fade, and mortal trash Fall to the residuary worm;
world's wildfire, leave but ash:
In a flash, at a trumpet crash, I am all at once was Christ is,
since he was what I am, and This Jack, joke, poor potsherd,
patch, matchwood, immortal diamond,
Is immortal diamond.