17 With wide-embracing love

18 Thy Spirit animates eternal years, 19 Pervades and broods above, 20 Changes, sustains, dissolves, creates, and rears.

21 Though earth and moon were gone, 22 And suns and universes ceased to be, 23 And Thou wert left alone, 24 Every existence would exist in Thee.

25 There is not room for Death, 26 Nor atom that his might could render void:

27 Thou -Thou art Being and Breath, 28 And what Thou art may never be destroyed.

The Prisoner (Emily Bronte)

01 In the dungeon-crypts idly did I stray, 02 Reckless of the lives wasting there away;

03 "Draw the ponderous bars! open, Warder stern!"

04 He dared not say me nay -- the hinges harshly turn.

05 "Our guests are darkly lodged," I whisper'd, gazing through 06 The vault, whose grated eye showed heaven more gray than blue;

07 (This was when glad Spring...
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