Which sets that title high, within thy reach.
Awake, then: thy Philander calls: Awake!
Thou, who shalt wake when the creation sleeps;
When, like a taper, all these suns expire!
When time, like him of Gaza in his wrath,
Plucking the pillars that support the world,
In nature's ample ruins lies entomb'd;
And midnight, universal midnight, reigns.
Samson, Judges xvi. 29, 30.