Chapter 21 SOME ALTERNATIONS IN THE CURRENT

One made himself a name for skill to trace

To its last hiding-place,

Each secret Mother Earth engaged to save,

Of jungle, sea or cave.

No path so devious but he mastered it;

And, bit by bit,

From off the face of mystery, he tore

The veil she wore;

Then, turning inward all his skill in seeing,

To solve the knot of Being,