Mundi et Cordis De Rebus Sempiternis et Temporariis: Carmina. Poems and Sonnets. By Thomas Wade |
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XXX. THE TRANCE.
For six long months I lived and yet was dead:All faith and hope were gone from me; I spoke not;
My heart no longer on my spirit fed,
But on itself, and bitterly; it woke not
With the awak'ning world of things; it sunk
Into the depths of sullen-sleeping thought,
And brooded on extinction, in a drunk
And apoplex'd bewilderment! I sought
For savage arguments, wherewith to arm
My life against my life, that it might pass
Into oblivion: but the mighty charm
Of Being chain'd me to itself; a glass
All microscopic came to my Soul's eye—
I shook—the atom Time grew to Eternity!
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