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Nor only that one Angel (if we dare
Receive) for “suddenly was with him there
A multitude of heavenly ones,” who throng
The silvery gleam, all singing that same song
Of Peace and Love; all—for our Planet's sake—
Praising Eloi.

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('Tis the Name He spake
In th' Aramaic, at His Mother's knee,
In white-walled Nazareth of Galilee,
Lisping first speech; and after, on His Cross;
But we have sore misused, to all men's loss,
The great word “God,” speaking th' Unspeakable
With daily lips, and doing nowise well
To give thereby parts, passions, qualities
To the All-Being, Who hath none of these;
Mingling weak mortal thoughts of “Sire” and “King”
In “God the Father;” and, so worshipping
An idol, served with muttered spell and moan,
Baser than brass, and duller than dead stone;
A graven image of that Glorious All
Who hath no form, and Whom His Angels call
By never-uttered names, and Whom to see
Not once hath been, and never once shall be:
Who doth, in universal rule, possess
Majesty, beauty, love, delightfulness;

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The Omnipresent, Conscious, Joy. 'Twere well,—
If name must be—with Mary's Son to spell
This unspoiled Word, mystical, free of dread,
Ancient and hallowed; and by those lips said
Which knew its meaning most, and called “God” so,
Eloi” in the Highest.)
Heaven a-glow!
And the mild burden of its minstrelsy: