6.

You are beautiful, O Being Absolute,
I am your slave.
In your Victory is my Victory,
My endless rapture.

My heart has suffered infinite pangs to know you.
Therefore I hurl the arrows of my sulk-venom at your Heart.
Freed from errors, thought abolished,
No desire have I now,
O Beauty Transcendental,
I am the slave of your Nectar-Compassion.