Since my psyche has languished and unwilling rhythm; The cryptic confession that my brain do bear.you gaze in your suborn power, by your mate-less vision.To me your alarm is higher; your doubtless mild mission! When you lead my soul in higher and do i fade through those tress, With the murmuring leaves of guest less pleasure, deep dwelt of dreary birds, And above, above i will fly, to seek the immortal gate of perceptional pleasure! .with a golden sum of sun ray, i will convey my lord my will of treasure!
End of the poem
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