I seem to rumble in the thunder’s peal,
And flash adown the lightning’s fierce-forked tongue—
I AM.—Alas, already do I feel
Mine own existence snatched away from me.
I see what was my former carnal shape,
As some strange being, quite outside myself,
And infinitely far away from me.
But now another body hovers near,
And through its mouth I am compelled to speak:—
‘Ah, bitter sorrow hath he brought to me;