David Given Schwarm

       The breath whose might I have invok’d in song
       Descends on me; my spirit’s bark is driven,
       Far from the shore, far from the trembling throng
       Whose sails were never to the tempest given;
       The massy earth and sphered skies are riven!
       I am borne darkly, fearfully, afar;
       Whilst, burning through the inmost veil of Heaven,
       The soul of Adonais, like a star,
Beacons from the abode where the Eternal are.