XLV

Rose from their thrones, built beyond mortal thought,

      Far in the Unapparent. Chatterton

      Rose pale,—his solemn agony had not

      Yet faded from him; Sidney, as he fought

      And as he fell and as he lived and loved

      Sublimely mild, a Spirit without spot,

      Arose; and Lucan, by his death approved:

Oblivion as they rose shrank like a thing reproved.