A heavenly radiance broke
From his bright beaming eye,
And with a loud exultant cry,
And clear ringing voice,
In the soft accents of his native tongue,
And in glowing imagery,
Suited to the theme,
Like that of the Immortal Dreamer’s Dream,
In Bedford’s mystic “Den,” whose fame,
He’d never heard, nor knew the “Pilgrim’s” name,—