Tumultuous rushing o'er the outstretched plains; br A wildered maze of comets and of suns; br The blood of changeless God that ever runs br With quick diastole up the immortal veins; br A phantom host that moves and works in chains; br A monstrous fiction, which, collapsing, stuns br The mind to stupor and amaze at once; br A tragedy which that man best explains br Who rushes blindly on his wild career br With trampling hoofs and sound of mailed war, br Who will not nurse a life to win a tear, br But is extinguished like a falling star;- br Such will at times this life appear to me br Until I learn to read more perfectly.