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the everlasting element

My soul advanced its intellectual ray,

And far before that spiritual day

The world-wide majesty of nature bent,

Rejoicing in the beam that o'er it went

And summoned forth its being from the gray,

Infinite deep, showering new dawns as spray,—

Its sphere my mind, my mind its continent.

But the delighted soul that there surveyed

Its shoreless being and rich sovereignty,

Whereto all things that are, are subject made,

Drew back alarmed before that silent sea:

Of my own solitude was I afraid,

And the infinitude of fate to be.