679 Conscious am I in my Chamber Of a shapeless friend He doth not attest by Posture Nor Confirm — by Word Neither Place — need I present Him Fitter Courtesy Hospitable intuition Of His Company Presence — is His furthest license Neither He to Me Nor Myself to Him — by Accent Forfeit Probity Weariness of Him, were quainter Than Monotony Knew a Particle — of Space's Vast Society Neither if He visit Other Do He dwell — or Nay — know I But Instinct esteem Him Immortality