To win a mortal’s love.
To this same order of sacred personification also belong those verses, which are certainly remarkable, and when properly apprehended among the most tenderly antithetical in our language, on the Death of Moses:
Sweet was the journey to the sky
The wondrous prophet tried;
“Climb up the mount,” said God, “and die;”
The prophet climbed and died.
Softly his fainting head he lay
Upon his Maker’s breast;
His Maker kissed his soul away,
And laid his flesh to rest.