Like wailing harp and voice together heard;
With ear intent upon their speech I hung.
XXXIX
“Let no man ask, but he who doth not shrink
To stand at gaze upon thought’s giddy brink,
Where breaks the endless sea, and ebbs and flows
The tides of life and death that Time doth drink.
XL
“Time’s very house is this, his daughters we,
Ruin and Renovation, thou dost see,