As　that　within　live　creatures　as　a　whole。
  But　of　themselves　those　parts　can　never　feel；
  For　all　the　sense　in　every　member　back
  To　something　else　refers…　a　severed　hand；
  Or　any　other　member　of　our　frame；
  Itself　alone　cannot　support　sensation。
  It　thus　remains　they　must　resemble；　then；
  Live　creatures　as　a　whole；　to　have　the　power
  Of　feeling　sensation　concordant　in　each　part
  With　the　vital　sense；　and　so　they're　bound　to　feel
  The　things　we　feel　exactly　as　do　we。
  If　such　the　case；　how；　then；　can　they　be　named
  The　primal　germs　of　things；　and　how　avoid
  The　highways　of　destruction？…　since　they　be
  Mere　living　things　and　living　things　be　all
  One　and　the　same　with　mortal。　Grant　they　could；
  Yet　by　their　meetings　and　their　unions　all；
  Naught　would　result；　indeed；　besides　a　throng
  And　hurly…burly　all　of　living　things…
  Precisely　as　men；　and　cattle；　and　wild　beasts；
  By　mere　conglomeration　each　with　each
  Can　still　beget　not　anything　of　new。
  But　if　by　chance　they　lose；　inside　a　body；
  Their　own　sense　and　another　sense　take　on；
  What；　then；　avails　it　to　assign　them　that
  Which　is　withdrawn　thereafter？　And　besides；
  To　touch　on　proof　that　we　pronounced　before；
  Just　as　we　see　the　eggs　of　feathered　fowls
  To　change　to　living　chicks；　and　swarming　worms
  To　bubble　forth　when　from　the　soaking　rains
  The　earth　is　sodden；　sure；　sensations　all
  Can　out　of　non…sensations　be　begot。
  But　if　one　say　that　sense　can　so　far　rise
  From　non…sense　by　mutation；　or　because
  Brought　forth　as　by　a　certain　sort　of　birth；
  'Twill　serve　to　render　plain　to　him　and　prove
  There　is　no　birth；　unless　there　be　before
  Some　formed　union　of　the　elements；
  Nor　any　change；　unless　they　be　unite。
  In　first　place；　senses　can't　in　body　be
  Before　its　living　nature's　been　begot；…
  Since　all　its　stuff；　in　faith；　is　held　dispersed
  About　through　rivers；　air；　and　earth；　and　all
  That　is　from　earth　created；　nor　has　met
  In　combination；　and；　in　proper　mode；
  Conjoined　into　those　vital　motions　which
  Kindle　the　all…perceiving　senses…　they
  That　keep　and　guard　each　living　thing　soever。
  Again；　a　blow　beyond　its　nature's　strength
  Shatters　forthwith　each　living　thing　soe'er；
  And　on　it　goes　confounding　all　the　sense
  Of　body　and　mind。　For　of　the　primal　germs
  Are　loosed　their　old　arrangements；　and；　throughout；
  The　vital　motions　blocked；…　until　the　stuff；
  Shaken　profoundly　through　the　frame　entire；
  Undoes　the　vital　knots　of　soul　from　body
  And　throws　that　soul；　to　outward　wide…dispersed；
  Through　all　the　pores。　For　what　may　we　surmise
  A　blow　inflicted　can　achieve　besides
  Shaking　asunder　and　loosening　all　apart？
  It　happens　also；　when　less　sharp　the　blow；
  The　vital　motions　which　are　left　are　wont
  Oft　to　win　out…　win　out；　and　stop　and　still
  The　uncouth　tumults　gendered　by　the　blow；
  And　call　each　part　to　its　own　courses　back；
  And　shake　away　the　motion　of　death　which　now
  Begins　its　own　dominion　in　the　body；
  And　kindle　anew　the　senses　almost　gone。
  For　by　what　other　means　could　they　the　more
  Collect　their　powers　of　thought　and　turn　again
  From　very　doorways　of　destruction
  Back　unto　life；　rather　than　pass　whereto
  They　be　already　well…nigh　sped　and　so
  Pass　quite　away？
  Again；　since　pain　is　there
  Where　bodies　of　matter；　by　some　force　stirred　up；
  Through　vitals　and　through　joints；　within　their　seats
  Quiver　and　quake　inside；　but　soft　delight；
  When　they　remove　unto　their　place　again：
  'Tis　thine　to　know　the　primal　germs　can　be
  Assaulted　by　no　pain；　nor　from　themselves
  Take　no　delight；　because　indeed　they　are
  Not　made　of　any　bodies　of　first　things；
  Under　whose　strange　new　motions　they　might　ache
  Or　pluck　the　fruit　of　any　dear　new　sweet。
  And　so　they　must　be　furnished　with　no　sense。
  Once　more；　if　thus；　that　every　living　thing
  May　have　sensation；　needful　'tis　to　assign
  Sense　also　to　its　elements；　what　then
  Of　those　fixed　elements　from　which　mankind
  Hath　been；　by　their　peculiar　virtue；　formed？
  Of　verity；　they'll　laugh　aloud；　like　men；
  Shaken　asunder　by　a　spasm　of　mirth；
  Or　sprinkle　with　dewy　tear…drops　cheeks　and　chins；
  And　have　the　cunning　hardihood　to　say
  Much　on　the　composition　of　the　world；
  And　in　their　turn　inquire　what　elements
  They　have　themselves；…　since；　thus　the　same　in　kind
  As　a　whole　mortal　creature；　even　they
  Must　also　be　from　other　elements；
  And　then　those　others　from　others　evermore…
  So　that　thou　darest　nowhere　make　a　stop。
  Oho；　I'll　follow　thee　until　thou　grant
  The　seed　（which　here　thou　say'st　speaks；　laughs；　and
  thinks）
  Is　yet　derived　out　of　other　seeds
  Which　in　their　turn　are　doing　just　the　same。
  But　if　we　see　what　raving　nonsense　this；
  And　that　a　man　may　laugh；　though　not；　forsooth；
  Compounded　out　of　laughing　elements；
  And　think　and　utter　reason　with　learn'd　speech；
  Though　not　himself　compounded；　for　a　fact；
  Of　sapient　seeds　and　eloquent；　why；　then；
  Cannot　those　things　which　we　perceive　to　have
  Their　own　sensation　be　composed　as　well
  Of　intermixed　seeds　quite　void　of　sense？
  INFINITE　WORLDS
  Once　more；　we　all　from　seed　celestial　spring；
  To　all　is　that　same　father；　from　whom　earth；
  The　fostering　mother；　as　she　takes　the　drops
  Of　liquid　moisture；　pregnant　bears　her　broods…
  The　shining　grains；　and　gladsome　shrubs　and　trees；
  And　bears　the　human　race　and　of　the　wild
  The　generations　all；　the　while　she　yields
  The　foods　wherewith　all　feed　their　frames　and　lead
  The　genial　life　and　propagate　their　kind；
  Wherefore　she　owneth　that　maternal　name；
  By　old　desert。　What　was　before　from　earth；
  The　same　in　earth　sinks　back；　and　what　was　sent
  From　shores　of　ether；　that；　returning　home；
  The　vaults　of　sky　receive。　Nor　thus　doth　death
  So　far　annihilate　things　that　she　destroys
  The　bodies　of　matter；　but　she　dissipates
  Their　combinations；　and　conjoins　anew
  One　element　with　others；　and　contrives
  That　all　things　vary　forms　and　change　their　colours
  And　get　sensations　and　straight　give　them　o'er。
  And　thus　may'st　know　it　matters　with　what　others
  And　in　what　structure　the　primordial　germs
  Are　held　together；　and　what　motions　they
  Among　themselves　do　give　and　get；　nor　think
  That　aught　we　see　hither　and　thither　afloat
  Upon　the　crest　of　things；　and　now　a　birth
  And　straightway　now　a　ruin；　inheres　at　rest
  Deep　in　the　eternal　atoms　of　the　world。
  Why；　even　in　these　our　very　verses　here
  It　matters　much　with　what　and　in　what　order
  Each　element　is　set：　the　same　denote
  Sky；　and　the　ocean；　lands；　and　streams；　and　sun；
  The　same；　the　grains；　and　trees；　and　living　things。
  And　if　not　all　alike；　at　least　the　most…
  But　what　distinctions　by　positions　wrought！
  And　thus　no　less　in　things　themselves；　when　once
  Around　are　changed　the　intervals　between；
  The　paths　of　matter；　its　connections；　weights；
  Blows；　clashings；　motions；　order；　structure；　shapes；
  The　things　themselves　must　likewise　changed　be。
  Now　to　true　reason　give　thy　mind　for　us。
  Since　here　strange　truth　is　putting　forth　its　might
  To　hit　thee　in　thine　ears；　a　new　aspect
  Of　things　to　show　its　front。　Yet　naught　there　is
  So　easy　that　it　standeth　not　at　first
  More　hard　to　credit　than　it　after　is；
  And　naught　soe'er　that's　great　to　such　degree；
  Nor　wonderful　so　far；　but　all　mankind
  Little　by　little　abandon　their　surprise。
  Look　upward　yonder　at　the　bright　clear　sky
  And　what　it　holds…　the　stars　that　wander　o'er；
  The　moon；　the　radiance　of　the　splendour…sun：
  Yet　all；　if　now　they　first　for　mortals　were；
  If　unforeseen　now　first　asudden　shown；
  What　might　there　be　more　wonderful　to　tell；
  What　that　the　nations　would　before　have　dared
  Less　to　believe　might　be？…　I　fancy；　naught…
  So　strange　had　been　the　marvel　of　that　sight。
  The　which　o'erwearied　to　behold；　to…day
  None　deigns　look　upward　to　those　lucent　realms。
  Then；　spew　not　reason　from　thy　mind　away；
  Beside　thyself　because　the　matter's　new；
  But　rather　with　keen　judgment　nicely　weigh；
  And　if　to　thee　it　then　appeareth　true；
  Render　thy　hands；　or；　if　'tis　false　at　last；
  Gird　thee　to　combat。　For　my　mind…of…man
  Now　seeks　the　nature　of　the　vast　Beyond
  There　on　the　other　side；　that　boundless　sum
  Which　lies　without　the　ramparts　of　the　world；
  Toward　which　the　spirit　longs　to　peer　afar；
  Toward　which　indeed　the　swift　elan　of　thought
  Flies　unencumbered　forth。
  Firstly；　we　find；
  Off　to　all　regions　round；　on　either　side；
  Above；　beneath；　throughout　the　universe
  End　is　there　none…　as　I　have　taught；　as　too
  The　very　thing　of　itself　declares　aloud；
  And　as　from　nature　of　the　unbottomed　deep
  Shines　clearly　forth。　Nor　can　we　once　suppose
  In　any　way　'tis　likely；　（seeing　that　space
  To　all　sides　stretches　infinite　and　free；
  And　seeds；　innumerable　in　number；　in　sum
  Bottomless；　there　in　many　a　manner　fly；
  Bestirred　in　everlasting　motion　there）；
  That　only　this　one　earth　and　sky　of　ours
  Hath　been　create　and　that　those　bodies　of　stuff；
  So　many；　perform　no　work　outside　the　same；
  Seeing；　moreover；　this　world　too　hath　been
  By　nature　fashioned；　even　as　seeds　of　things
  By　innate　motion　chanced　to　clash　and　cling…
  After　they'd　been　in　many　a　manner　driven
  Together　at　random；　without　design；　in　vain…
  And　as　at　last　those　seeds　together　dwelt；
  Which；　when　together　of　a　sudden　thrown；
  Should　alway　furnish