The Altar or, Meditations in Verse On The Great Christian Sacrifice By The Author of "The Cathedral," [i.e. Isaac Williams] |
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The Altar | ||
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“Their soul should be as a watered garden; and they shall
not sorrow any more at all.”
Thus have I known, when on a sultry noon,
Beneath the vapour-loaded atmosphere,
All creatures hung their head, like guilty fear;
Nature breathed thick and faint, and out of tune;
Big drops descended one by one, and soon,
As with a momentary quick surprise,
Around, far brighter than the autumnal moon,
The vivid lightnings bathed the o'erhanging skies,
The clouds unlock'd the fountains of their tears,
The heavens expanded; then released from fears,
Earth looks up for renewal of their love;
The trees with all their little leaves rejoice;
The mountains and the valleys find a voice;
One multitudinous song fills all the grove.
The Altar | ||