I'm wearying to escape into that glorious world, and to be always there; not seeing it dimly through tears, and yearning for it through the walls of an aching heart; but really with it, and in it.

The speaker expresses an intense longing to pass beyond present suffering into a “glorious world” apprehended only imperfectly in life. The imagery contrasts partial, tear-blurred glimpses of transcendence with the desire for full, embodied presence—“really with it, and in it.” The “walls of an aching heart” suggests grief or spiritual desolation that both separates the speaker from consolation and fuels yearning for it. Read broadly, the line frames death (or release) not as annihilation but as homecoming into a realm of clarity, permanence, and belonging, where longing is satisfied and perception is no longer mediated by pain.