They work for me where I can see them work.
Full many figures are they fashioning;
I feel an impulse by soul-power to change
Them with design, and make them one with me.
Awake in me, O royal solar power
That by resistance I may dim thy might;
Desire brought from moon ages moves me thus.
A golden glow now stirs, I feel its warmth,
And silver sheen, forth-spraying though yet cold;
Awake, Mercurial longing, once again