24
“For listen, I was so besotted now
She made me think that I was somehow seeing
The very core of truth ... I felt somehow,
Beyond all veils, the inward pulse of being.
Thought was enslaved, but oh, it felt like freeing
And draughts of larger air. It is too much!
Who can come through untainted from that touch?
25
“There I was nearly wrecked. But mark the rest: