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4. Love, Hope, and Self-Esteem like clouds depart And come, for some uncertain moments lent. Man were immortal, and omnipotent,

Didst thou, unknown and awful as thou art,

Keep with thy glorious train firm state within his heart.

Thou messenger of sympathies,

That wax and wane in lovers' eyes —

Thou — that to human thought art nourishment,

Like darkness to a dying flame!

Depart not as thy shadow came,

Depart not — lest the grave should be,

Like life and fear, a dark reality.

5. While yet a boy I sought for ghosts, and sped Through many a listening chamber, cave and ruin, And starlight wood, with fearful steps pursuing Hopes of high talk with the departed dead.

I called on poisonous names with which our youth is fed;

I was not heard — I saw them not —

When musing deeply on the lot

Of life, at that sweet time when winds are wooing

All vital things that wake to bring

News of birds and blossoming —

Sudden, thy shadow feil on me;

I shrieked, and clasped my hands in ecstacy!

6. I vowed that I would dedicate my powers

To thee and thine — have I not kept the vow?

With beating heart and streaming eyes, even now

I call the phantoms of a thousand hours

Each from his voiceless grave: they have in visioned bowers

Of studious' zeal or love's delight

Outwatched with me the envious night;

They know that never you illumed my brow

Unlinked with hope that thou wouldst free

This world from its dark slavery,

That thou — O awful Loveliness,

Wouldst give whate'er these words cannot express.

7. The day becomes more solemn and serene When noon is past — there is a harmony In autumn, and a lustre in its sky,

Which through the summer is not heard or seen,