The solar substance sped
With travail of the moon and stars,
And planets live and dead;
And wombed and birthed in anguish,
As heirs of all its toil,
Earth's vale and hill and ribs of rock,
And the rivers in her soil.

Life was formed by labor:
From out of the bubbling ooze.
By cosmic ferment molded well,
And tropic suns and dews,
With stress of chemic struggle
Were built with warding care
The potent powers of earth and sea,
And the wings of all the air.
Yea, through the mystic process
Of crystallizing form,
To green growths sprung across the land,
And bloods of cold and warm,
The vital stream of being
In flooding efforts swirled,
And beast and bird and swimming fish
Made animate the world.

Man was wrought by labor:
Fierce things of growth and might,
Where waring species hold their sway,
Keen eared and clear of sight.
Toiled in craft and cunning