Madmoments: or First Verseattempts By a Bornnatural. Addressed to the Lightheaded of Society at Large, by Henry Ellison |
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NATURE.
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How Magicfair the Sunsetlight falls onThis newploughed Field, a Gold-and-Purpleshower
Of softlymellowing Beams, which make this, our
So coarse familiar Earth, like ground, upon
Which Angels might descend—the seed just sown,
Like golden Grain, such as Earth never bore,
Seems destined for their reaping, not for poor,
Poor mortal Harvesters—Oh! Nature, one
One moment longer, let this vision here
Be offered to mine Eyes—that I may gaze
And fill my Heart and Soul with that which ne'er
Was better learn'd than from thy holy ways;
The deep Morality, the Wisdom clear,
Divine, yet practical, which thy least work displays!
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'Tis in the Bosom of this our weekdayExistence, in Life's daily Soil, that we
Must sow the Godlike, True, and During—the
Heart's most familiar Affections lay
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Of all true Greatness, else 'twill fade and be
Forgotten-Therefore in this Soil we see
All mighty Growths, ordained to last for aye,
Have struck their Roots: for that which to the skies
Would tower, must firmly grasp the Earth, and by
Its depth below the higher upward rise!
Thence sprung the Shakespears and the Homers, nigh
To Gods—whose mighty Bosoms could comprize
The Changeless Heart of all Humanity;
The Nation's Heart was theirs; with Nature's Eyes,
They saw-with her voice spake her mysteries,
Nay, she is one with them Eternally!
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