Drawn toward the centre whence those sighs creep forth
To awe the lightness of humanity.
Or, shutting up thyself within thyself,
There[255] let me see thee sink into a mood
Of gentler thought,[256] protracted till thine eye
Be calm as water when the winds are gone,
And no one can tell whither. Dearest Friend![CU]
We too have known such happy hours together
That, were power granted to replace them (fetched
From out the pensive shadows where they lie)