_Man_. To look upon thy beauty--nothing further. The face of the earth hath maddened me, and I Take refuge in her mysteries, and pierce 40 To the abodes of those who govern her-- But they can nothing aid me. I have sought From them what they could not bestow, and now I search no further. _Witch_. What could be the quest Which is not in the power of the most powerful, The rulers of the invisible? _Man_. A boon;-- But why should I repeat it? 'twere in vain. _Witch_. I know not that; let thy lips utter it. _Man_. Well, though it torture me, 'tis but the same; My pang shall find a voice. From my youth upwards 50 My Spirit walked not with the souls of men, Nor looked upon the earth with human eyes; The thirst of their ambition was not mine, The aim of their existence was not mine; My joys--my griefs--my passions--and my powers, Made me a stranger; though I wore the form, I had no sympathy with breathing flesh, Nor midst the Creatures of Clay that girded me Was there but One who--but of her anon. I said with men, and with the thoughts of men, 60 I held but slight communion; but instead, My joy was in the wilderness,--to breathe The difficult air of the iced mountain's top,[131] Where the birds dare not build--nor insect's wing Flit o'er the herbless granite; or to plunge Into the torrent, and to roll along On the swift whirl of the new-breaking wave Of river-stream, or Ocean, in their flow.[132] In these my early strength exulted; or To follow through the night the moving moon,[133] 70 The stars and their development; or catch The dazzling lightnings till my eyes grew dim; Or to look, list'ning, on the scattered leaves, While Autumn winds were at their evening song. These were my pastimes, and to be alone; For if the beings, of whom I was one,-- Hating to be so,--crossed me in my path, I felt myself degraded back to them, And was all clay again. And then I dived, In my lone wanderings, to the caves of Death, 80 Searching its cause in its effect; and drew From withered bones, and skulls, and heaped up dust Conclusions most forbidden.[134] Then I passed-- The nights of years in sciences untaught, Save in the old-time; and with time and toil, And terrible ordeal, and such penance As in itself hath power upon the air, And spirits that do compass air and earth, Space, and the peopled Infinite, I made Mine eyes familiar with Eternity, 90 Such as, before me, did the Magi, and He who from out their fountain-dwellings raised Eros and Anteros,[135] at Gadara, As I do thee;--and with my knowledge grew The thirst of knowledge, and the power and joy