"I grant you ample leave br To use the hoary formula 'I am' br Naming the emptiness where thought is not; br But fill the void with definition, 'I' br Will be no more a datum than the words br You link false inference with, the 'Since' & 'so' br That, true or not, make up the atom-whirl. br Resolve your 'Ego', it is all one web br With vibrant ether clotted into worlds: br Your subject, self, or self-assertive 'I' br Turns nought but object, melts to molecules, br Is stripped from naked Being with the rest br Of those rag-garments named the Universe.