Madmoments: or First Verseattempts By a Bornnatural. Addressed to the Lightheaded of Society at Large, by Henry Ellison |
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FOREIGN CATHEDRALTHOUGHTS.
O God! amid this timehued pile, by theeAnd thoughts of thee made holy, let me bow
And ask thy blessing: tho' it be not now
For worship that I enter, yet to see
Aught that awakes the faintest memory
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And earthward Thought, and stirs the inward flow
Of feelings that but slept awhile, to be
But stronger at their waking: and tho' here,
Not with the words that from my Mother's tongue
I learnt to offer thee, thy praise be sung:
And tho' the forms be not such as I hear
In my own Fatherland, yet still among
Thy servants it is sweet to pray, and feel thee near!
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