May cover him;[IS] and by its help, perchance,
A century shall hear his name pronounced,
With images attendant on the sound;
Then, shall the slowly-gathering twilight close
In utter night; and of his course remain
No cognizable vestiges, no more
Than of this breath, which shapes[664] itself in words
To speak of him, and instantly dissolves."
The Pastor pressed by thoughts which round his theme
Still linger'd, after a brief pause, resumed;