He seems a being who hath known
Communion with his God alone,
On earth by nought but pity’s tie
Detain’d a moment from on high!
One to sublimer worlds allied,
One from all passion purified,
E’en now half mingled with the sky,
And all prepared—oh! not to die—
But, like the prophet, to aspire,
In heaven’s triumphal car of fire.