Classic Poem

Cornelius Agrippa invokes the Spirit of the Lady Geraldine to appear to her Lover, Lord Surrey.

Spirit , sweet spirit, who dost dwell
In the loveliest, fairest shell,
E'er was form'd of mortal clay,
Hear my spell, and come away!
Come and bless thy lover's eyes,
Come and stay his bursting sighs,
Come, tho' ocean rolls between ye,
Come, tho' mountains rise to screen thee,
Come, tho' nature's laws say nay,
Hear my spell, and come away!

 Spirit, sweet spirit, while I speak,
My potent art its charm doth wreak
On thy limbs and o'er thy eyes,
Rapt in sleep thy body lies,
Whilst thou rid'st the viewless air,
O'er turrets, rocks, and woodlands fair,
And when thou return'st, a dream,
All that thou hast seen shall seem,
Then haste thee, haste, make no delay,
Hear my spell, and come away!

 By the hidden things of earth,
Form'd before the Mammoth's birth;
By the secrets of the deep,
O'er which th'unfathom'd waters sweep;
By the stars, whose lamps on high
Shew things to come to mortal eye;
By the name which spirits obey,
Unutt'rable by lips of clay,
Haste thee, haste, make no delay,
Hear my spell, and come away!