midnight
Life without seeing , speaking to thee , is worthless -- worse than valueless ! I scaled the Parabolus walls , I did the same by yonder parapet ; and , by Jove ! were they high as Mount Coressus , I would have come . I passed the guards , saw the Temple 's frowning brow ; the lightning lit my path , and the thundering echoes on the midnight winds were music to my soul . I gazed towards this resting-place , and , when the heavens were lit with flame , saw thee standing alone at the window . 'T was enough for me . My spirit bounded here long before my body came .