text: The rain came down upon my head Unshelter'd-and the heavy wind Was giantlike-so thou, my mind!-- It was but man, I thought, who shed Laurels upon me: and the rush- The torrent of the chilly air Gurgled within my ear the crush Of empires-with the captive's prayer- The hum of suiters-and the tone Of flattery 'round a sovereign's throne.