This might be close--:>)
When earth and sun are frozen clods,
When, all its matter degraded
Matter in aether shall have faded,
We, that is, all the work we’ve done
As waves in aether, shall for ever run
In swift expanding spheres, through heavens beyond the sun.
Great Principle of all we see,
Thou endless Continuity!
By thee are all our angles gently rounded
-James Clerk Maxwell