Or lightly dancing round him weave
Their revels?
Saphenix. For he can achieve
Perfections others scarce conceive.
Pynthanix.And why do glow-worms so surround him,
Like stars of blue fire that have found him?
Saphenix.For so within a single spark
He gathers the glory of the dark.
But now the Great Change cometh—hark!
Pynthanix.What Spirit this that cleaves the air