I had not minded—Walls

398 I had not minded—Walls— Were Universe—one Rock— And fr I heard his silver Call The other side the Block— I'd tunnel—till my Groove Pushed sudden thro' to his— Then my face take her Recompense— The looking in his Eyes— But 'tis a single Hair— A filament—a law— A Cobweb—wove in Adamant— A Battlement—of Straw— A limit like the Veil Unto the Lady's face— But every Mesh—a Citadel— And Dragons—in the Crease—