LIII
469 Why linger, why turn back, why shrink, my Heart?
470 Thy hopes are gone before: from all things here
471 They have departed; thou shouldst now depart!
472 A light is pass'd from the revolving year,
473 And man, and woman; and what still is dear
474 Attracts to crush, repels to make thee wither.
475 The soft sky smiles, the low wind whispers near:
476 'Tis Adonais calls! oh, hasten thither,
477No more let Life divide what Death can join together.
LIV
478 That Light whose smile kindles the Universe,
479 That Beauty in which all things work and move,
480 That Benediction which the eclipsing Curse
481 Of birth can quench not, that sustaining Love
482 Which through the web of being blindly wove
483 By man and beast and earth and air and sea,
484 Burns bright or dim, as each are mirrors of
485 The fire for which all thirst; now beams on me,
486Consuming the last clouds of cold mortality.
LV
487 The breath whose might I have invok'd in song
488 Descends on me; my spirit's bark is driven,
489 Far from the shore, far from the trembling throng
490 Whose sails were never to the tempest given;
491 The massy earth and sphered skies are riven!
492 I am borne darkly, fearfully, afar;
493 Whilst, burning through the inmost veil of Heaven,
494 The soul of Adonais, like a star,
495 Beacons from the abode where the Eternal are.
