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Page 44 - Purification in the old law did save, And such, as yet once more I trust to have Full sight of her in Heaven without restraint, Came vested all in white, pure as her mind. Her face was...
Page 48 - Before their eyes in sudden view appear The secrets of the hoary deep; a dark Illimitable ocean, without bound, Without dimension, where length, breadth, and height, And time, and place, are lost; where eldest Night And Chaos, ancestors of Nature, hold Eternal anarchy, amidst the noise Of endless wars, and by confusion stand.
Page 37 - Thus with the year Seasons return, but not to me returns Day, or the sweet approach of even or morn, Or sight of vernal bloom, or summer's rose, Or flocks, or herds, or human face divine; But cloud instead, and ever-during dark Surrounds me...
Page 50 - On my bended knee I recognise Thy purpose, clearly shown : My vision Thou hast dimmed that I may see Thyself — Thyself alone. " I have nought to fear ; This darkness is the shadow of Thy wing; Beneath it I am almost sacred, here Can come no evil thing.
Page 51 - Which eye hath never seen, Visions come and go ; Shapes of resplendent beauty round me throng, From angel lips I seem to hear the flow Of soft and holy song. It is nothing now, When heaven is opening on my sightless eyes, When airs from Paradise refresh my brow, The earth in darkness lies.
Page 40 - O thou that rollest above, round as the shield of my fathers! Whence are thy beams, O sun! thy everlasting light? Thou comest forth, in thy awful beauty; the stars hide themselves in the sky; the moon, cold and pale, sinks in the western wave. But thou thyself movest alone; who can be a companion of thy course!
Page 50 - When men are farthest, then thou art most near : When friends pass by me, and my weakness shun, Thy chariot I hear. Thy glorious face Is leaning towards me, and its holy light Shines in upon my lonely dwelling-place, And there is no more night. On my bended knee, I recognize thy purpose, clearly shown ; My vision thou hast dimmed, that I may see Thyself— Thyself alone...
Page 48 - Chaos umpire sits, And by decision more embroils the fray By which he reigns : next him, high arbiter, Chance governs all.
Page 48 - Almighty Maker them ordain His dark materials to create more worlds — Into this wild Abyss the wary Fiend Stood" on the brink of Hell, and looked a while, Pondering his voyage ; for no narrow frith He had to cross.
Page 50 - Thy sinless land, Which eye hath never seen. Visions come and go; Shapes of resplendent beauty round me throng, From angel lips I seem to hear the flow Of soft and holy song. It is nothing now, When heaven is opening on my sightless eyes; When airs from Paradise...