Through all the moving sequences of time.
Capesius:
It matters little to me to enquire
What spirit led me hither to this place.
I feel life’s powers revive in this new land,
Whose light doth seem to widen mine own breast;
In my pulse-beat I feel the whole world’s might;
And premonitions of exalted deeds
Thrill in my heart. I will translate in words
The revelation of this beauteous realm,