Much study had made him very lean,
And pale, and leaden-eyed.
At last, he shut the ponderous tome;
With a fast and fervent grasp
He strain'd the dusky covers close,
And fixed the brazen hasp;
"O God, could I so close my mind,
And clasp it with a clasp!"
Then leaping on his feet upright,
Some moody turns he took,—