Late have I loved you, Beauty so ancient and so new, late have I loved you!
Lo, you were within
But I outside, seeking there for you
And upon the shapely things you have made
I rushed headlong - I, misshapen
You were with me, but I was not with you
They held me back far from you
Those things which would have no being
Were they not in you
You called, shouted, broke through my deafness;
You flared, blazed, banished my blindness;
You lavished your fragrance, I gasped; and now I pant for you;
I tasted you, and now I hunger and thirst;
You touched me, and I burned for your peace