...identity, in the majesty, and the power, and the glory, around, above, and beneath me." — E.] xcv. Could I embody and unbosom now That which is most...speak ; But as it is, I live and die unheard, With a mostvoiceless thought, sheathing itasasword. XCVIII. The morn is up again, the dewy morn, With breath...

...; — the far roll Of your departing voices is the kuell Of what in me is sleepless — if I rest. Could I embody and unbosom now That which is most...into one word — And that one word were lightning, 1 would speak ! But as it is 1 live and die unheard Wit ha most voiceless thought, sheathing it as...

...terrific thunderstorm in language suited to the majesty of his subject, he proceeds: " CY.uld I emliody and unbosom now That which is most within me, — could I wreak Mv thoughts upon expression, aniï thus throw SL-U!, heart, mind, passions, fecline*, strong or weak,...

...and the power, and the glory, around, ahove, and heneath me."] xcv. xCvII. Could I emhody and unhosom now That which is most within me, — could I wreak...sought, and all I seek, Bear, know, feel, and yet hreathe — into one word, And that one word were Lightning, I would speak ; But as it is, I live and...

...ye like those within the human breast? Or do ye find, at length, like eagles, some high nest? XCVII. Could I embody and unbosom now That which is most...Soul, heart, mind, passions, feelings, strong or weak, entire sincerity of these men, and the spirit whicb appeared to be within and upon them, nude a far...

...wretched identity, in the majesty, and the power, and the glory, around, above, and beneath me."J XCVII. Could I embody and unbosom now That which is most...wreak My thoughts upon expression, and thus throw Sou), heart, mind, passions, feelings, strong or weak, All that I would have sought, and all I seek,...

...often longed for ; — he could embody and unbosom that which is most within him — could wreak his thoughts upon expression, and thus throw soul, heart,...mind, passions, feelings strong or weak, all that he would have sought, and all he sought, bore, knew, felt, and yet breathed, into one word — and...

...departing voices is the knoll Of what in me is sleepless — if I rest. * * * * + " Could I imboay and unbosom now That which is most within me — could I wreak My thoughts upm expression, and thus throw Soul, heart, mind, passions, feelings strong ot weak, All that I would...

...of inspiration. And when his brain is thus crowded with "thickcoming fancies," let him " wreak His thoughts upon expression, and thus throw Soul, heart, mind, passions, feelings, strong or weak," into the sweeping tide of song. Is there nothing to wake the lyre of some modern Pindar in the thunders...

...from their heated minds such words as Byron envied, when standing among the " heaven piercing" Alps : -Could I wreak My thoughts upon expression, and thus throw Soul, heart, and passions, feelings strong and weak, All that I would have sought, and all 1 seek, Bear, know, feel,...