Fresh power to commune with the invisible world,
And hear the mighty stream of tendency[KN]
Uttering, for elevation of our thought,
A clear sonorous voice, inaudible
To the vast multitude; whose doom it is
To run the giddy round of vain delight,
Or fret and labour on the Plain below.
"But, if to such sublime ascent the hopes
Of Man may rise, as to a welcome close
And termination of his mortal course;