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Yet such things were, to him, not wholly lost,—

Permitted, with his wandering eyes light-proof,

To have Mr visions rendered full enough

By many a ministrant accomplished ghost:

And seeing, to sounds of softly-turned book-leaves,

Sappho's crown-rose, and Meleager's spring,

And Gregory's starlight, on Greek-burnished eves:

Till Sensual and Unsensual seemed one thing

Viewed from one level;—earth's reapers at the sheaves,

Not plainer than Heaven's angels marshalling!

ELOVED friend, who living many years

With sightless eyes raised vainly to the sun,

Didst learn to keep thy patient soul in tune

To visible nature's elemental cheers!

God has not caught thee to new hemispheres

Because thou wast aweary of this one:—

I think thine angel's patience first was done,

And that he spake out with celestial tears,