Spirits of Light

Clasp with thy panting soul the pendulous earth;         As from a centre, dart thy spirit's light         Beyond all worlds, until its spacious might     Satiate the void circumference: then shrink         Even to a point within our day and night;     And keep thy heart light, lest it make thee sink, When hope has kindled hope, and lured thee to the brink. -Percy Bysshe Shelley (1792-1822), Adonais