II + 

How is it, Shadows! that I knew ye not? + 

How came ye muffled in so hush a mask? + 

Was it a silent deep-disguised plot + 

To steal away, and leave without a task + 

My idle days? Ripe was the drowsy hour; + 

The blissful cloud of summer-indolence + 

Benumb’d my eyes; my pulse grew less and less; + 

Pain had no sting, and pleasure’s wreath no flower: + 

O, why did ye not melt, and leave my sense + 

Unhaunted quite of all but⁠—nothingness? + 