The theme, the joy, how then shall man sustain?
O the burst gates! crush’d sting! demolish’d throne!
Last gasp of vanquish’d Death! Shout earth and heaven!
This sum of good to man. Whose nature then
Took wing, and mounted with him from the tomb! 290
Then, then, I rose; then first humanity 291
Triumphant pass’d the crystal ports of light
(Stupendous guest!), and seized eternal youth,
Seized in our name. E’er since, ’tis blasphemous
To call man mortal. Man’s mortality