I saw and heard and knew at last The How and Why of all things, past, And present, and forevermore. The Universe, cleft to the core, Lay open to my probing sense That, sick'ning, I would faint pluck thence But could not, - nay! But needs must suck At the great wound, and could not pluck My lips away till I had drawn All venom out. - Ah, fearful pawn! for my omniscience paid I toll In infinite remorse of soul.