Y than San Francisco. We may imitate Lamb by descri

eyes upraised, with clasped, adoring hands---waiting, watching,
trembling, praying for the trumpet's call to rise from dust forever!
Ah, vision too fearful of shuddering humanity on the brink of mighty
abysses!---vision that didst start back, that didst

reel away, like a shivering scroll before the wrath of fire racing
on the wings of the wind! Epilepsy so brief of horror,
wherefore is it that thou canst not die? Passing
so suddenly into darkness, wherefore is it that still thou sheddest
thy sad funeral blights upon the gorgeous mosaic of dreams?

Fragments of music too passionate, heard once and heard no more, what
aileth thee, that thy deep rolling chords come up at intervals
through
all the worlds of sleep, and after forty years, have lost no element
of horror? I. Lo, it is summer---almighty summer! The everlasting
gates of life and summer are thrown open wide; and on the ocean
tranquil

and verdant as a savannah, the unknown lady from the dreadful vision
and I myself are floating---she upon a fairy pinnace, and I up