Classic Poem

The judgement is prepared.
In every respect it is exact and just.
Then why no doom,
Why no deliverance?

The judgement is prepared,
It was prepared,
It never failed to be,
Should ever the rightful cause
Speak at the rightful bar:
A coincidence that has not yet astounded,
Or one so close that it did not astound—
And properly now afterwards
Runs on as now before.

And properly some in agitation go,
As if the very end were,
And some in dullard peace,
As if it ever had been,
And some in artfulness,
As if it had or had not,
Both and either, which or which.
And properly, however—
The judgement being fixed
In every multiplied respect,
And full in every separate article,
Though silent with unhurriedness
And disregard of lateness.