Seldom have I so inly comprehended

Seldom have I so inly comprehended

With a deep sense so awful and so rude

My complete being's complete solitude

In all its arid loneliness extended

So wholly solitude, so much unblended

With aught else, good or ill, that might intrude

Upon its horror limitless and nude

Whereat my reason reels, not by (...) defended.

And save it from itself (…)