Dark Angel

The breath whose might I have invoked in song         Descends on me; my spirit's bark is driven     Far from the shore, far from the trembling throng         Whose sails were never to the tempest given.         The massy earth and spherèd skies are riven!     I am borne darkly, fearfully afar!         Whilst, burning through the inmost veil of heaven,     The soul of Adonais, like a star, Beacons from the abode where the Eternal are. -Percy Bysshe Shelley (1792-1822), Adonais