Madmoments: or First Verseattempts By a Bornnatural. Addressed to the Lightheaded of Society at Large, by Henry Ellison |
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ON FEELING IMMORTAL.
Wouldst thou feel and be as Immortal, hereOn Earth, tho' a frail mortal Man? then be
Completely occupied with that which the
Mere passing Hour brings with it. Thus Fear
Of coming Ills, or Thought of pass'd, will ne'er
Disturb thee: Past and Future are to thee
As Naught, each Moment an Eternity,
Without End or Beginning! Time, a mere
Unmeaning Word—upon a small Scale, thou
Art like to God himself: for, thinking naught
Of thine ownself, thou art not conscious how
Or what Change by the Years in thee is wrought.
And if the Soul feels itself only now,
It feels th' Eternal only, as it ought!
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