And the most ancient heavens through thee are fresh and strong.
In a descriptive poem called “The Gipsies,” there is a very striking instance of rapture immediately succeeding calmness:
The weary sun betook himself to rest;
Then issued Vesper from the fulgent west,
Outshining like a visible God
The glorious path in which he trod.
Again, observe how the imagination kindles and melts into rapturous idealization, and impetuously deifies the object of its sentiment, in the following short reference to the death of Coleridge:
Nor has the rolling year twice measured,
From sign to sign, its steadfast course,
Since every mortal power of Coleridge