The immortal spirit hath no bars br To circumscribe its dwelling place; br My soul hath pastured with the stars br Upon the meadow-lands of space. br br My mind and ear at times have caught, br From realms beyond our mortal reach, br The utterance of Eternal Thought br Of which all nature is the speech. br br And high above the seas and lands, br On peaks just tipped with morning light, br My dauntless spirit mutely stands br With eagle wings outspread for flight.