Were Silver Pink, And Had A Soul, Which Soul Were Shy, Which Shyness Might A Visible Influence Be, And Roll Through Heaven And Earth - 'Twere Thou, O Light! O Rhapsody Of The Wraith Of Red, O Blush But Yet In Prophecy, O Sun-Hint That Hath Overspread Sky, Marsh, My Soul, And Yonder Sail.