Rapt mystery in the arms of magic strange

Lies in the moonlight. In the lotus tank

The sheeted glory, like a mirror blank,

Awakes the shapes of scarce-remembered change.

Where silence hooded brooding shadows range,

And lilies kneel communing with the dank

Irradiance, a power above all rank

Unites what nature’s grossness both estrange:

What mystery in the heart of human being,

Inviolable, unchemistried, affined

To nature’s heart-beat blooms to love and spring,

Wherein enchanted land beyond our seeing,–

Through moonlight casement of undiscovered mind,

Imagination’s wizardry can wing?