Dark Ecstacies

In a cool curving world he lies
Ripples with dark ecstasies
The kind luxurious lapse and steal
Shapes all his universe to feel

And know and be; the clinging stream
Closes his memory, glooms his dream
Who lips the roots o' the shore, and glides
Superb on unreturning tides

Those silent waters weave for him
A fluctuant mutable world and dim
Where wavering masses bulge and gape
Mysterious, and shape to shape

Dies momently through whorl and hollow
And form and line and solid follow
Solid and line and form to dream
Fantastic down the eternal
Fantastic down the eternal
Fantastic down the eternal
Fantastic down the eternal

An obscure world, a shifting world
Bulbous, or pulled to thin, or curled
Or serpentine, or driving arrows
Or serene slidings, or March narrows

There slipping wave and shore are one
And weed and mud. No ray of sun
But glow to glow fades down the deep
(As dream to unknown dream in sleep)