l am as a sPirit who has dwelt Within his heart of hearts,and l have felt His feelings,and have thoght his thoughts,and known The inmost converse of hissoul the tone Unheard but in their multitude lmage the trembling calm of summerseas l have unlocked the go1den me1odies of his deep sou1 as with a master-key,And 1oosencd them and bathed myself therein Even as an eagle in a thunder-mistClot hing his wings with lightninghtning