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- 0:00Speaker 1: Not long ago, the writer of these lines and the
- 0:04Speaker 1: mad pride of intellectuality, maintained the power of words, denied
- 0:09Speaker 1: that ever a thought arose within the human brain beyond
- 0:13Speaker 1: the utterance of the human tongue. And now, as if
- 0:17Speaker 1: in mockery of that boast, two words to foreign, soft
- 0:22Speaker 1: dist syllables, Italian tones made only to be murmured by
- 0:26Speaker 1: angels streaming in the moonlit dew, that hang like chains
- 0:31Speaker 1: of pearls on her mid heel, have stirred from out
- 0:35Speaker 1: of the abyss of his heart, unthought like thoughts that
- 0:38Speaker 1: in the souls of thoughts richer, far wider, far diviner
- 0:43Speaker 1: visions that even the seraph Harper Israel, who has the
- 0:48Speaker 1: sweetest voice of all God's creatures, could hope to utter.
- 0:53Speaker 1: And I my spells are broken. The pen falls powerless
- 0:57Speaker 1: from my shivering hand. With thy my dear name is text.
- 1:01Speaker 1: Though bitten by thee, I cannot write, I cannot speak
- 1:06Speaker 1: or think. At last, I cannot feel, for tis not feeling,
- 1:11Speaker 1: the standing motionless upon the golden threshold of the wide
- 1:15Speaker 1: open gate of dreams, gazing and trance adown the gorgeous vistas,
- 1:21Speaker 1: and thrilling as I see upon the right, upon the left,
- 1:26Speaker 1: and all the way along amid purple vapors, far away
- 1:30Speaker 1: to where the prospects terminate. THEE only