The Secret Splendour

Thought after thought bears up a storm of wings:

Downward the sapphire Deep for ever flings

Each thrill by a yonder to all ecstasies—

 Infinitude conquering mind with motionless ease!

But when the titan wings fall back subdued,

One secret Presence formless and alone

Makes the whole sapphire sovereignty our own—

 Mind drawn within to a self-infinitude!

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