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There is a bellowing in me, as of might / Unfleshed and visionless, mangling the air / With horrible convulse, as if it bare / The cruel weight of worlds, but could not fight / With the thick-dropping clods, and could but bite / A vapour-cloud! Oh, I will climb the stair / Of the great universe, and lay me there / Even at the threshold of his gate, despite / The tempest, and the weakness, and the rush / Of this quick crowding on me! -- Oh, I dream!
Now I am sailing swiftly, as we seem / To do in sleep! and I can hear the gush / Of a melodious wave that carries me / On, on for ever to eternity!