She has been found! Who? Eternity. It's the sea mixed with the sun. My immortal soul, Fulfill your vow Be it the summer sun Or pure night. For you free me From human chimeras, From vain desires! Then you fly... — Never hope. Without movement. Science and patience, The ordeal is slow. Let the morning come, With embers of satan, Duty Is your ardor. She has been found! Who? Eternity. It's the sea mixed with the sun. -Arthur Rimbaud