The gentle care that makes man blest;
The truth far more than jewels worth;
The love that makes a heaven of earth—
All these to him were manifest.
XIII.
He touches the historic page—
The dead return to life again,
And feel and speak like real men,
Hero or lover, king or sage.
XIV.
The realms of air, with potent wand,
He enters boldly as a king;
And fays, that float on viewless wing,
Sing dreamy songs at his command!
XV.
And witches point, with palsied hand,
And blast the air with hellish chime;
And ghosts revisit earth a time,
With messages from spirit-land!
XVI.
He calls, and what men fancied dumb,
Hills, groves, and lakes, and brooks, and stones,
Answer him in a thousand tones,
Till silence makes a joyous hum.