He gave me a glance and greeted me.

I saw he wished me to come near, and I stood close beside him.

Then, with that slow, gentle tone, he hurled his lightning into me--you remember his way.

He told me, as he read, that you were making rapid progress in Jerusalem; that you had become a conspirator, a prophet, and were likely soon to be an angel.

And he bade me go to you with his congratulations that you have succeeded so long in keeping your head upon your shoulders.