He comes! he comes! in every breeze the
Of  comes!
His near approach the sudden-starting tear,
The glowing cheek, the mild dejected air,
The soften'd feature, and the beating heart,
Pierc'd deep with many a secret pang, declare.
O'er all his soul his sacred influence breathes;
In all the bosom triumphs, all the nerves;
Inflames imagination; thro' the sense
Infuses every tenderness; and far
Beyond dim earth exalts the swelling thought.
Ten thousand thousand fleet ideas, such
As never mingled with the Vulgar's dream,
Croud fast into the mind's creative eye.
As fast the correspondent passions rise,
As varied, and as high: devotion rais'd
To rapture, and divine astonishment.