The immortal music of her mind
Sweeps through the earth a lustrous wind-
"Renounce, O man, thy arduous oar
And, opening out faith's song-charmed helpless sail,
Reach on my breath of love the ecstatic shore !
My rush is truth self-beaconed, not thy pale
Stranger-surmise :
I am a cyclic gale
That blows from paradise to paradise !"
