And spirit—interrupted and relieved
By observations transient as the glance
Of flying sunbeams, or to the outward form
Cleaving with power inherent and intense,
As the mute insect fixed upon the plant
On whose soft leaves it hangs, and from whose cup
It draws its nourishment imperceptibly—[257]
Endeared my wanderings; and the mother's kiss
And infant's smile awaited my return.
"In privacy we dwelt, a wedded pair,