That soaring I yon azure Heaven retrieve.

I am the Steed; O come and be my spur,

That quick the Victor Goal may me receive.

I am the Rosebud; O be my own Rose,

That gaudy Earth-weeds ne'er my Heart deceive.

I am the East; then rise in me, O Sun,

Flame up in Light, and all my Pain relieve.

I am the Night; O be my Starry Crown,

That in Life's darkness I nor fear, nor grieve.