They do not live in the world, br Are not in time and space. br From birth to death hurled br No word do they have, not one br To plant a foot upon, br Were never in any place. br br For with names the world was called br Out of the empty air, br With names was built and walled, br Line and circle and square, br Dust and emerald; br Snatched from deceiving death br By the articulate breath. br br But these have never trod br Twice the familiar track, br Never never turned back br Into the memoried day. br All is new and near br In the unchanging Here br Of the fifth great day of God, br That shall remain the same, br Never shall pass away.