To whom else other than, To whom else not of man Yet in human state, Standing neither in stead Of self nor idle godhead, Should I, man in man bounded, Myself dedicate?
To whom else momently, To whom else endlessly, But to you, I? To you who only, To you who mercilessly, To you who lovingly, Plucked out the lie?
To whom else less acquaint, To whom else without taint Of death, death-true? With great astonishment Thankfully I consent To my estrangement From me in you.