VIII + 

Labour is blossoming or dancing where + 

The body is not bruised to pleasure soul, + 

Nor beauty born out of its own despair, + 

Nor blear-eyed wisdom out of midnight oil. + 

O chestnut tree, great rooted blossomer, + 

Are you the leaf, the blossom or the bole? + 

O body swayed to music, O brightening glance, + 

How can we know the dancer from the dance? + 