When next he came to me he was drunk royally drunk on many poets for the first time revealed to him. His pupils were dilated, his words tumbled over each other, and he wrapped himself in quotations as a beggar would enfold himself in the purple of emperors.
The Lord descended from aboveAnd bow’d the heavens high;And underneath his feet he castThe darkness of the sky.On cherubs and on cherubimsFull royally he rode;And on the wings of all the windsCame flying all abroad.
Man, the two-fold creature, apprehends The two-fold manner, in and outwardly, And nothing in the world comes single to him. A mere itself, cup, column, or candlestick, All patterns of what shall be in the Mount; The whole temporal show related royally, And build up to eterne significance Through the open arms of God.