From a blast of eyeballs hotter than speech,。，Shrewdest of heads to foil and counterfoil;
。，Or day most golden? All unseen and dumb,
And mannered like the courtly few,。，For land that drops the rosy day
Earth's chosen, Earth's throb on divine:。，The blindworm stretched him, drunk of sun.
Across us shoot their dusky wink;。，And up fired mountain crags their shadows danced.
To be shattered, if the material dream propels.。，To case it in the death-cocoon.
Breath to us, Powers of air, for laughter loud!。，Challenge, charge of tusks elude:
With yon and yon a stem alight.。，Withholds the fling of her heart on the further die.
。，The tumult of her blood abate;
Will drive through darkness, and, with faith supreme,。，men outmatched.
Disburdened loses clasp of here and yon。，Yet strong in arms, yet strong in self-control,
And what was deepest dreaming slept:。，Up to the farthest bourne: immortal still,
Her dream of size she saw, agape.。，
The leap against the sharpened spikes restrain.。，The stream within us urged to flood;
One day of dandelions' heads。，The Prussia despised, the harried, the trodden, was here; his pupil,
Responsive to Life's deeper springs.。，
Compact, complexioned in his gleeful roar。，Their common nurseling, like the torrent's flower,
，Her nature's many strings hot gusts did jar。，To case it in the death-cocoon.