Sinopsis

Festus - XV Thence to a happier planet--for 'twas his, Whose soul, streamlike, the images of stars Immirrored in its surface, stealing, while At its boldness trembling, knowledge of all spheres Predisciplinary, to reap;--where, blessed, we meet The spirit just glimpsed the first night of temptation; Thenceforth the soul's instructress. The prime steps See, of the angel spirit, earth--trained to good; Immortal, self--perfectible; whose deep thoughts And lofty musings sow in us the seeds Of higher nature, brighter being. The muse,