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It fashioned the life-mind of bird and beast, The answer of the reptile and the fish, The primitive pattern of the thoughts of man.

In war and clasp these life-wants joined the All-Life, Wrestlings of a divided unity Inflicting mutual grief and happiness In ignorance of the Self for ever one.

It hunted and it fled and sniffed the winds, Or slothed inert in sunshine and soft air: It sought the engrossing contacts of the world, But only to feed the surface sense with bliss.

Although on earth are firm established lives, A working of habit or a sense of law, A steady repetition in the flux, Yet are its roots of will ever the same; These passions are the stuff of which we are made.