A summary.

(Pupil.) Master, while yet the glory clings
Declare this mystery magical.

(Master.) I am yet borne on those blue wings
Into the Essence of the All.
Now, now I stand on earth again,
Though, blazing through each nerve and vein,
The light yet holds its choral course,
Filling my frame with fiery force
Like God´s. Now hear the Apocalypse
New-fledged on these reluctant lips!

(Pupil.) I tremble like an aspen, quiver
Like light upon a rainy river!

(Master.) Do what thou wilt! is the sole word
Of law that my attainment heard.
Arise, and lay thine hand on God!
Arise, and set aperiod
Unto Restriction! That is sin:
To hold thine holy spirit in!
O thou that chafest at thy bars.