Thine eye of fire aye fixed upon the sun.
Oh! as I watch thee, all unfettered sweeping
High o’er the rift that weighs my pinion here,
I yearn like thee my plume in ether steeping,
To soar away through yon free atmosphere.
Thine eye was on my spirit’s humble dwelling,
And as I met its all pervading rays,
I felt along each vein new nature swelling,
And my weak heart grow strong beneath thy gaze.
And thus infused with thine unfearing spirit,