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XI. HIGH-SPEAKINGS.
In the still vacancy of common hours,We need these stirrings from the Universe—
High-speakings to us from Superior Powers,
Which of remote existences rehearse
And in dream-regions all the spirit immerse;
And when they cease, or interlapse devours
The wonder of their utterance, our soul's sense
Frets, straining with divine impatience:
Most like a stepless and a wordless child,
Which listens to a sweet-toned instrument,
Touch'd by its mother's fingers, till beguiled
All into smiles and gestures eloquent;
And the loved music ceasing, pines and cries
For still-renewal of its harmonies.
8th June 1839.
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