TRANSUBSTANTIATION

By William Wordsworth

Enough! for see, with dim association

The tapers burn; the odorous incense feeds

A greedy flame; the pompous mass proceeds;

The Priest bestows the appointed consecration;

And, while the HOST is raised, its elevation

An awe and supernatural horror breeds;

And all the people bow their heads, like reeds

To a soft breeze, in lowly adoration.

This Valdo brooksnot.On the banks of Rhone

He taught, till persecution chased him thence,

To adore the Invisible, and Him alone.

Nor arehis Followers loth to seek defence,

‘ Mid woods and wilds, on Nature's craggy throne,

From rites that trample upon soul and sense.