A glorious partner with the Deity
In that high attribute, immortal life?
If a god bleeds, he bleeds not for a worm:
I gaze, and, as I gaze, my mounting soul
Catches strange fire, eternity! at thee;
And drops the world—or rather, more enjoys:
How changed the face of nature! how improved! 502
What seem’d a chaos, shines a glorious world,
Or, what a world, an Eden; heighten’d all!
It is another scene! another self!