Chapter 94 No.94

Hush! if you saw some western cloud

All billowy-bosomed, over-bowed

By many benedictions-sun's-

And moon's and evening-star's at once217-

And so, you, looking and loving best,

Conscious grew, your passion drew

Cloud, sunset, moonrise, star-shine too,

Down on you, near and yet more near,

Till flesh must fade for heaven was he