And the huge Babel’s own dull whirring, grinding noise.
My care was mark’d, and I had soon in charge
Important matters, and my pay was large.
I at my fortune marvell’d; it was strange,
And so the outward and the inward change,
Till to the Power who “gives and takes away”
I turn’d in praise, and taught my soul to pray.
Another came! “I come,” he said, “to show, 180
Your unknown Friend—have you a wish to know?”
Much I desired, and forth we rode, and found