And hast not thou, all joyful as thou art,
Yet pour’d new spirit on the [bounding] Heart;
And art thou, Tracy—I will add no more—
Alone, in thought, as happy as before?
Is all within so pure, so gay, so bright
In thine own feelings and thy Maker’s Sight,
As I have known thee? is my Tracy sure?”
As Water pour’d on Spirits pure and bright
Will a faint Heat and turbid Look excite, 230