 | John Clare: The Midsummer Cushion |  |
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THE FOUNTAIN OF HOPE
Truth old as heaven is & God is truth& hope is never old but still a youth
& when I ope the volume which began
Its essence & its mystery with man
I see that divine shadow mystery
& all the attributes of majesty
The high consception—power unspeakable
Where deity as three-almighty dwell
& rise above myself oer reasons shrine
& feel my origin as love divine
Older then earth 'bove worlds however high
An essence to be crushed but never die
That like a light hereafter shall arise
A star or comet in those mighty skies
Where God the sun smiles on it like a flower
& bids it live in light neath his almighty power
| John Clare: The Midsummer Cushion | |