As Parsifal of Old

As PARSIFAL of old stood in the hall, And saw with silent awe and wondering The Holy Grail uncovered by the king — Hearing within himself the still voice call; So I, but newly wakened, rapt by all The sweet enchantments that around me spring- Beholding daily in each living thing Love's miracle — am held in Beauty's thrall.

As Parsifal of old a knight became And gave his powers to a holy quest — All baser part consumed as by a flame — So I am fain, at Love's divine behest, To yield both heart and spirit to the claim That life makes visible and manifest.