English poem
To a Lady, XXXVI
by A. Cleveland Coxe (1818–1896)
I fell—I fell—I fell, Till my spirit began to tire, I had verily thought the depths of Hell Were nearer to Heaven, and higher! And I felt how terrible ’twas, to be Falling through all Eternity, With never an eye to gaze and see, But oh, such a soul to desire!