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 | The complete works, poetry and prose, of the Rev. Edward Young prefixed, a life of the author, by John Doran ... With eight illustrations on steel, and a portrait. In two volumes |  |
Though Night unnumber'd worlds unfolds to view,
Boundless Creation! what art thou? A beam,
A mere effluvium of His majesty.
And shall an atom of this atom-world
Mutter, in dust and sin, the theme of Heaven?
Down to the centre should I send my thought
Through beds of glittering ore, and glowing gems,
Their beggar'd blaze wants lustre for my lay;
Goes out in darkness. If, on towering wing,
I send it through the boundless vault of stars;
The stars, though rich, what dross their gold to Thee,
Great, good, wise, wonderful, eternal King!
If to those conscious stars thy throne around,
Praise ever pouring, and imbibing bliss,
And ask their strain; they want it, more they want,
Poor their abundance, humble their sublime,
Languid their energy, their ardour cold:
Indebted still, their highest rapture burns,
Short of its mark, defective, though Divine.
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A mere effluvium of His majesty.
And shall an atom of this atom-world
Mutter, in dust and sin, the theme of Heaven?
Down to the centre should I send my thought
Through beds of glittering ore, and glowing gems,
Their beggar'd blaze wants lustre for my lay;
Goes out in darkness. If, on towering wing,
I send it through the boundless vault of stars;
The stars, though rich, what dross their gold to Thee,
Great, good, wise, wonderful, eternal King!
If to those conscious stars thy throne around,
Praise ever pouring, and imbibing bliss,
And ask their strain; they want it, more they want,
Poor their abundance, humble their sublime,
Languid their energy, their ardour cold:
Indebted still, their highest rapture burns,
Short of its mark, defective, though Divine.
| The complete works, poetry and prose, of the Rev. Edward Young prefixed, a life of the author, by John Doran ... With eight illustrations on steel, and a portrait. In two volumes | |