And oh, all my heart how it loved him! but where was the sign?
I yearned—"Could I help thee, my father, inventing a bliss,
I would add, to that life of the past, both the future and this;
I would give thee new life altogether, as good, ages hence,
As this moment,—had love but the warrant, love's heart to dispense!"
XVI
Then the truth came upon me. No harp more—no song more! outbroke—
XVII
"I have gone the whole round of creation: I saw and I spoke:
I, a work of God's hand for that purpose, received in my brain