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Tumultuous rushing o'er the outstretched plains; / A wildered maze of comets and of suns; / The blood of changeless God that ever runs / With quick diastole up the immortal veins; / A phantom host that moves and works in chains; / A monstrous fiction, which, collapsing, stuns / The mind to stupor and amaze at once; / A tragedy which that man best explains / Who rushes blindly on his wild career / With trampling hoofs and sound of mailed war, / Who will not nurse a life to win a tear, / But is extinguished like a falling star; -- / Such will at times this life appear to me / Until I learn to read more perfectly.