So fully flashed the phantom on his eyes,

That when the very lance was in his heart,

He shouted "Allah!" and saw Paradise

With all its veil of mystery drawn apart,

And bright Eternity without disguise

On his soul, like a ceaseless sunrise, dart:—

With Prophets—Houris—Angels—Saints, descried

In one voluptuous blaze,—and then he died,—[IO]