THE STRUGGLE
"Body, I pray you, let me go!"
(It is a soul that struggles so.)
"Body, I see on yonder height
Dim reflex of a solemn light;
A flame that shineth from the place
Where Beauty walks with naked face;
It is a flame you cannot see—
Lie down, you clod, and set me free.
"Body, I pray you, let me go!"