As the husband is, the wife is.
I found Him in the shining of the stars.
And what delights can equal those That stir the spirit's inner deeps, When one that loves but knows not, reaps A truth from one that loves and knows?
The thrall in person may be free in soul
Nature, so far as in her lies, imitates God.
And this gray spirit yearning in desire To follow knowledge like a sinking star, Beyond the utmost bound of human thought.