Sudden Calm

There is a bellowing in me, as of might

Unfleshed and visionless, mangling the air

With horrible convulse, as if it bare

The cruel weight of worlds, but could not fight

With the thick-dropping clods, and could but bite

A vapour-cloud! Oh, I will climb the stair

Of the great universe, and lay me there

Even at the threshold of his gate, despite

The tempest, and the weakness, and the rush

Of this quick crowding on me!--Oh, I dream!

Now I am sailing swiftly, as we seem

To do in sleep! and I can hear the gush

Of a melodious wave that carries me

On, on for ever to eternity!