The qualifying faculty. He stands

Confessed supreme—the monarch whose commands

Could he enforce, how bettered were the world!

He's at the height this moment—to be hurled

Next moment to the bottom by rebound

Of his own peal of laughter. All around

Ignorance wraps him,—whence and how and why

Things are,—yet cloud breaks and lets blink the sky

Just overhead, not elsewhere! What assures

His optics that the very blue which lures