But, fastened to their miserable bodies, they had the desire without the power to fulfil it.
The _Seraph_, preparing for his flight, no longer looked towards them; he had nothing now in common with Earth.
Upward he rose; the shadow of his luminous presence covered the two Seers like a merciful veil, enabling them to raise their eyes and see him, rising in his glory to Heaven in company with the glad Archangel.
He rose as the sun from the bosom of the Eastern waves; but, more majestic than the orb and vowed to higher destinies, he could not be enchained like inferior creations in the spiral movement of the worlds; he followed the line of the Infinite, pointing without deviation to the One Centre, there to enter his eternal life,--to receive there, in his faculties and in his essence, the power to enjoy through Love, and the gift of comprehending through Wisdom.
The scene which suddenly unveiled itself to the eyes of the two Seers crushed them with a sense of its vastness; they felt like atoms, whose minuteness was not to be compared even to the smallest particle which the infinite of divisibility enabled the mind of man to imagine, brought into the presence of the infinite of Numbers, which God alone can comprehend as He alone can comprehend Himself.
Strength and Love! what heights, what depths in those two entities, whom the _Seraph's_ first prayer placed like two links, as it were, to unite the immensities of the lower worlds with the immensity of the higher universe! They comprehended the invisible ties by which the material worlds are bound to the spiritual worlds.

Remembering the sublime efforts of human genius, they were able to perceive the principle of all melody in the songs of heaven which gave sensations of color, of perfume, of thought, which recalled the innumerable details of all creations, as the songs of earth revive the infinite memories of love.
Brought by the exaltation of their faculties to a point that cannot be described in any language, they were able to cast their eyes for an instant into the Divine World.

There all was Rejoicing.
Myriads of angels were flocking together, without confusion; all alike yet all dissimilar, simple as the flower of the fields, majestic as the universe.
Wilfrid and Minna saw neither their coming nor their going; they appeared suddenly in the Infinite and filled it with their presence, as the stars shine in the invisible ether.
The scintillations of their united diadems illumined space like the fires of the sky at dawn upon the mountains.

Waves of light flowed from their hair, and their movements created tremulous undulations in space like the billows of a phosphorescent sea.
The two Seers beheld the _Seraph_ dimly in the midst of the immortal legions.

Suddenly, as though all the arrows of a quiver had darted together, the Spirits swept away with a breath the last vestiges of the human form; as the _Seraph_ rose he became yet purer; soon he seemed to them but a faint outline of what he had been at the moment of his transfiguration,--lines of fire without shadow.
Higher he rose, receiving from circle to circle some new gift, while the sign of his election was transmitted to each sphere into which, more and more purified, he entered.
No voice was silent; the hymn diffused and multiplied itself in all its modulations:-- "Hail to him who enters living! Come, flower of the Worlds! diamond from the fires of suffering! pearl without spot, desire without flesh, new link of earth and heaven, be Light! Conquering spirit, Queen of the world, come for thy crown! Victor of earth, receive thy diadem! Thou art of us!" The virtues of the _Seraph_ shone forth in all their beauty.
His earliest desire for heaven re-appeared, tender as childhood.
The deeds of his life, like constellations, adorned him with their brightness.