O, Life Tis in an Hour Like This

"I would a part were it not like lead. But my whole clocks run down my heart, the all controlling weight i have no key to lift again." "The white whale is her demi gorgon hark, the infernal orgies. That revelry is forward... Methinks it pictures life," he writes. 'With the soft feeling of the human in me, yet will i try to fight? Ye, ye, grim phantom futures stand by me'