Their science leaps the bounds of straiter space,
Whose crude dimensions curbed their growing grace;
Whose inefficiencies allowed not verge
For rich research their lofty souls would urge;
To them the keys of life and love are given,—
The love that lifts the life from rank of earth to heaven.
LXII.
And “winged words on which the soul would pierce
Into the height of love’s rare Universe”
Shall native flow from them as mother tongue