You have absorb'd me. I have a sensation at the present moment as though I was dissolving.
Sudden a thought came like a full-blown rose, Flushing his brow.
Real are the dreams of Gods, and smoothly pass Their pleasures in a long immortal dream.
It keeps eternal whisperings around desolate shores
Load every rift with ore.
For axioms in philosophy are not axioms until they are proved upon our pulses.