Hymns and Poems Original and Translated: By Edward Caswall ... Second Edition |
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| VIII. | VIII. ON AN ANCIENT STONE-QUARRY. |
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VIII. ON AN ANCIENT STONE-QUARRY.
Know, visitor, that from this spot obscure,
So shut from human gaze,
Whither scarce once a year across the moor
A lonely shepherd strays,
So shut from human gaze,
Whither scarce once a year across the moor
A lonely shepherd strays,
In olden time, far off beyond the seas,
A vast Cathedral rose,
Whose fame extends to earth's extremities,
And still with ages grows.
A vast Cathedral rose,
Whose fame extends to earth's extremities,
And still with ages grows.
The stones, that here in darkness would have lain,
There piled in glorious state,
Up to the skies the fretted roof sustain,
Majestically great;
There piled in glorious state,
Up to the skies the fretted roof sustain,
Majestically great;
Or carved in many a mystical device,
And forms of Saints on high,
In glory ever new bring Paradise
Before th' entrancèd eye.
And forms of Saints on high,
In glory ever new bring Paradise
Before th' entrancèd eye.
Such power hath God for His eternal ends
To human genius given;
Genius sublime! upon whose wings ascends
The mind from earth to heaven!
To human genius given;
Genius sublime! upon whose wings ascends
The mind from earth to heaven!
So, at His will and bountiful decree,
From low obscurest things,
In everlasting truth and harmony,
Celestial beauty springs.
From low obscurest things,
In everlasting truth and harmony,
Celestial beauty springs.
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E'en as at first, from the rude formless mass
Of earth's chaotic frame,
This fair creation, at His word of grace,
In perfect order came!
Of earth's chaotic frame,
This fair creation, at His word of grace,
In perfect order came!
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