Of all the Souls that stand create --I have elected -- One --When Sense from Spirit -- files away --And Subterfuge -- is done --When that which is -- and that which was --Apart -- intrinsic -- stand --And this brief Drama in the fleshDrama in the fleshTragedy of Flesh --Is shifted -- like a Sand --When Figures show their royal Front --And Mists -- are carved away,Behold the Atom -- I preferred --To all the lists of Clay!