The more the Many were revealed to me The more I pressed my hunt to find the One— Prima Materia, Nature’s shifting shape Still constant in her metamorphoses. I found her Law in the successive Forms Of ant and butterfly, beetle and bee. I first discerned the pattern of the growth From egg to simple grub, from grub encased, Shrinking in part, in other putting forth New organs in its sleep, until it stir, Split and disgorge the tattered silk, which fast Trembles and stiffens and then takes the air Unfurled in splendour, tawny, sapphire blue, Eyed like the peacock, tiger-barred, or marked Between
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