If all material things are mortal thought
Made manifest, unholy misconception,
And human ills a falsity distraught,
A dark, untimely phantom of deception,
Then let us undeceive our quickening minds,
And to the morn's true radiance raise the blinds.
If mortal man be but a false impression,
E'en at his best, of God's true counterpart,
And thou uplift thy voice in full confession
That thou art ignorant of what thou art,
Then, in the name of wisdom manifest,
Plead we to set thy wandering doubts at rest
And all who learn the torture and distress
Of pain and tears, the ferment and the fret
Of foul disease, or sin's deep bitterness,
Would ye unlearn them? Long ye to forget?
Then take to heart the lesson of the years,
Truth is revealed, and man's true Life appears.
