Say how far in the azure sky

The magical homes of immortals lie:[81]

Tell us how angels draw their breath—

That breathing beyond the power of death.[82]

Say, spirits, say I our sand runs fast;

Death’s warrant may come, and life may be past.

The bliss portray which the good enjoy,

The pain and remorse which the bad annoy,

The sun which sheds on earth no rays,

Yet glorious light in heaven displays![83]