Wallace Stevens - The Well Dressed Man With A Beard lyrics

After the final no there comes a yes
And on that yes the future world depends
No was the night yes is this present sun
If the rejected things, the things denied
Slid over the western cataract, yet one
One only, one thing that was firm, even
No greater than a cricket’s horn, no more
Than a thought to be rehearsed all day
A speech of the self that must
Sustain it'self on speech
One thing remaining, infallible, would be
Enough ah! douce campagna of that thing!
Ah! douce campagna, honey in the heart
Green in the body, out of a petty phrase
Out of a thing believed, a thing affirmed:
The form on the pillow
Humming while one sleeps
The aureole above the humming house

It can never be satisfied, the mind, never