How Glowing Guilt Exalts The Keen Delight!

The Spider's Touch, How Exquisitely Fine! Feels At Each Thread, And Lives Along The Line.

See Plastic Nature Working To This End, The Single Atoms Each To Other Tend, Attract, Attracted To, The Next In Place Form'd And Impell'd Its Neighbor To Embrace.

How Glowing Guilt Exalts The Keen Delight!

Where Beams Of Imagination Play, The Memory's Soft Figures Melt Away.

Fly, Dotard, Fly! With Thy Wise Dreams And Fables Of The Sky.