Dramatic Romances

I admonish me while I may,
        Not to squander guilt,
        Since require Thou wilt
At my hand its price one day! 
What the price is, who can say?

Notes:  “Mesmerism.”  With a continuous tension of will, whose unbroken concentration impregnates the very structure of the poem, a mesmerist describes the processes of the act by which he summons shape and soul of the woman he desires; and then reverent perception of the sacredness of the soul awes him from trespassing upon another’s individuality.