Vile
Fred
 
 
Plunge through immensity anew and find me.
Though scarce I see your sun, -that dying spark-
Across a myriad leagues it still can bind me
To my sure path, and steer me through the dark.

I sail through vastness, and its rythms hold me,
Though threescore earths could in my volume sleep!
Whose are the might and music that enfold me?
Whose is the law that guides me thro' the Deep?

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