XIII + 

No more, no more of church or feast, for these + 

Are outward to the day, like the green trees + 

That flank the road to church and the same road + 

Back from the church, under a higher sun trod. + 

These have no more part than a floor or wall + 

In the great day’s true ceremonial. + 

The guests themselves, no less than they that wed, + 

Hold these as nought but corridors to bed. + 

So are all things, that between this and dark + 

Will be passed, a dim work + 

Of minutes, hours seen in a sleep, and dreamed + 

Untimed and wrongly deemed. + 

The bridal and the walk back and the feast + 

Are all for each a mist + 

Where he sees others through a blurred hot notion + 

Of drunk and veined emotion, + 

And a red race runs through his seeing and hearing, + 

A great carouse of dreams seen each on each, + 

Till their importunate careering + 

A stopped, half-hurting point of mad joy reach. + 