Who Would Wish To Be Among The

Was It A Vision Or A Waking Dream? Fled Is That Music--do I Wake Or Sleep?

Their Woes Gone By, And Both To Heaven Upflown, To Bow For Gratitude Before Jove's Throne.

I Would Sooner Fail Than Not Be Among The Greatest.

... For, By All The Stars That Tend Thy Bidding, I Do Think The Bars That Kept My Spirit In Are Burst - That I Am Sailing With Thee Through The Dizzy Sky! How Beautiful Thou Art!

And Shade The Violets, That They May Bind The Moss In Leafy Nets.