THE PASSION OF A DREAM.
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Will bring to me the ripe fruition,Of great Eternity."
The form took shape, a lovely vision,Bent o'er me with an angel's brow,With eyes of light. in pity shining,And lips that breathed a sacred vow.
"Return thou from thy lonely quest,I am that power the gods call Love,Possessing first, no form or shape,But floating round the hearts of Youth,My fibrous chords fore'er entwining,Beauty, and Sin, and Grief, and Truth."
"I live among, the festal throng surrounding,The thrones of empires and of kings,The strong heart of the sage and scholar,I brush, and wound with arrowy wing."
"I light the dungeon's deepening gloom,The captive chained in torturing pain,Would fain forget in agony of feeling,Save that within his soul I still remain."
"The God thou worshippest enthroned,Mid shining walls of splendorous light,On height of heaven reigns,Parallel with power my own."
