A mote I in the Sunshine, yet am the Sun's vast Ball; I bid the Sun spread Sunlight, and make the Mote be small. I am the Morning Splendour; I am the Evening Breeze; I am the Leaf's soft Rustle; the Billow's Rise and Fall. I am the Mast and Rudder, the Steersman and the Ship; I am the Cliff out-jutting, the Reef of Coral Wall. I am the Bird Ensnarer, the Bird and Net as well; I am both Glass and Image; the Echo and the Call. I am the Tree and Branches, and all the Birds thereon; I am both Thought and Silence, Tongues' Speech, and Ocean Squall. I am the Flute when piping, and Man's Soul breathing breath; I am the sparkling Diamond, and Metals that enthrall. I am the Grape enclustered, the Wine-press and the Must; I am the Wine, Cup-bearer, and crystal Goblet tall. I am the Flame and Butterfly, which round it circling flits; I am the Rose and Nightingale, the Rose's Passioned Thrall. I am the Cure and Doctor, Disease and Antidote; I am the Sweet and Bitter, the Honey and the Gall. I am the War and Warrior, the Victor and the Field; I am the City peaceful, the Battle and the Brawl. I am the Brick and Mortar, the Builder and the Plan, I am the Base and Gable, new House and ruined Hall. I am the Stag and Lion, the Lamb and black-maw'd Wolf; I am the Keeper of them, who shuts them in one Stall. I am the Chain of Beings, the Ring of circling Worlds; The Stages of Creation, where'er it rise or fall. I am what is and is not; I am—O Thou who know'st, Jeláleddín, O tell it—I AM the SOUL in All! Responsibility XVII. O thou who hast come safely, into this Being's Land; Strange, thou thyself not knowest, how thou didst reach its Strand.— Straight from the great Shah's Chamber, thou cam'st to Being's Town, Sent here to do the Business which he himself had planned. The Lord gave, then, to prove thee, Capacity to do; And as entrusted Capital, thy Sum of Life in hand. How has the Market's Turmoil confused thy Sense and Brain; That thou the Pledge entrusted, can yet not understand? O cease to dream and rouse thee; and do thy Duty well; Buy choicest Pearls more wisely, and give not Gold for Sand. When thou to Home returnest, thou'lt see Him sitting there; Thy Lord with His Book open, and His own faithful Band. He will hold count, and reckon all that Himself did give; And ask how thou did'st use it, when under His Command. And then will come His Blessing, or Curse, both just and sure, According as thy Credit, or thy Debt, summed up shall stand. Action XVIII.