Capitolo 29
And its delight is built around us likes
The towering adoration, finding himself/herself/itself the adoration.--
The spirit of man can indulge in God: the world,
From the delicate and soft floor of grass to those
Joists of light and hanging cloths of stars,
It is but the honour in the mind of God for man,
Beaten in the glorious imagination.
But women indulge in man; our temple is
The honour of the sensual ecstasy of man,
Our safety the imagined sacredness
You shape around us way of his/her pleasure.
Hath of beauty done this for us, and so it did
Donna some kind inside some kind of man.
Yea there is more than this: a mighty need
The men of Hath made of his/her woman in the world.
Man now crosses his/her fate in friendship
Of two spirits of companion; ay and these
With double dominion follows with him.
That in dishonorable and black weeds is Toil;
You seeding with gesture perennial everybody
The run in front of his/her feet, cursing the way
You drag above it with growth to mock picked,
Little devil thistles, and it classifies flourishing nettles.
But the other one has an use of plotted glint,
And with soft hand it implores him his/her face
Away from the works of his badly it stung feet,
What with his/her eyes he can desire his/her glances:
And she is the Beauty of Donna the dear benediction of man.
And if you were wise, is afraid well
To think that you have more office that to be
A delicious dessert while among the hours of man
Of fashionable man jobs: we am too much jewels, this way.
Anchor doesn't see her how this that hath of Spirit
Is it also dangerous?--For there the mightiest necessities I am!
There is anybody happy for Spirit in the world
You cultivate him you/he/she is striven out some limited fate,
And it sent before an endless desire
In the whole eternity of things.
Yea, spirit grieves with secretly abhorring him
The irremediable strength to be;
Unless, with free spreads desire,
Him form in the flow that burns and without end
Of starry world that blindly risks him
Some consolidate straight destiny for Spirit:
Also as dreaming brain it shapes the smokes