Classic Poem

We were not made for refuges of lies,
— And false embattled bulwarks will not screen us.
We mocked the careful shieldings of the wise,
— And only utter truth can be between us.

Long suns and moons have wrought this day at length,
— The heavens in naked majesty have told thee.
To see me as I am have thou the strength;
— And, even as thou art, I dare behold thee.