Madmoments: or First Verseattempts By a Bornnatural. Addressed to the Lightheaded of Society at Large, by Henry Ellison |
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WORLDGRATITUDE.
When thou pluck'st down the apple from the tree,Thank'st thou the root which nourished it below?
From thence, allviewless as it is, doth flow
The sap which makes that fruit so sweet to thee.
So in the State; the Blessings which may be
In sight and reach of all men, which all know
How to appreciate, these ever grow
From causes which the vulgar neither see
Nor thank: thence is it that the Godlike Soul
Must toil with sad conviction that the Goal
Reserves no Garland for his sublime head.
Like God, tho' He gives motion to the whole
He is unseen, unthought of, and when dead
His empty name is worshipped in his stead!
But to be thus like God, that sublime Thought;
More than consoles for being held as nought
By Men; and like a Halo on his Brow
Reveals his coming Glory even now!
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