If this world is not merely a bad joke,?

life a vulgar flare amid the cool radiance of the stars,?

and existence an empty laugh braying across the mysteries;?

If these intimations of a something behind and beyond

are not?evil humour born of indigestion,?

or whimsies sent by the devil to mock and?madden us.

If, in a word beauty means something yet we must not seek to interpret the meaning.

If we glimpse the unutterable, it is unwise to try to utter it.