Various, The Yale Literary Magazine (Vol…
“ To Bartholow, ready to catch at anything, this formidable spirit was the light. He grasped and claimed it. The light was his remaking. He was of the elect of earth, the twice-born. With joy gleaming in his eyes, he was up at dawn that spring morning,Affirming his emergence to the PowerThat filled him as light fills a buried roomWhen earth is lifted and the light comes in. Penn-Raven was the Friend! Blessed Penn-Raven! He had given him gold with which to build the city of his desires. There was Gabrielle. ”
