I realized with pain, when for a while
I was awake and could with clearness judge.
Felix Balde:
Thou speak’st as I have never heard thee speak—
But ne’er could I so understand thy mind
As I do now, when naught speaks but thyself.
In all thy words there rings the mystic mood
Which I have sought unwearied many years;
And which alone can recognise the light
In which the human spirit feels itself