I <br />LOCKE sank into a swoon; <br />The Garden died; <br />God took the spinning-jenny <br />Out of his side. <br /> <br />II <br />Where got I that truth? <br />Out of a medium's mouth. <br />Out of nothing it came, <br />Out of the forest loam, <br />Out of dark night where lay <br />The crowns of Nineveh.<br /><br />William Butler Yeats<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/fragments/
