Hymns and Poems Original and Translated: By Edward Caswall ... Second Edition |
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IX. NATURE'S MYSTERIES.
Nature! deign to drop thy veil,
For a little moment's space;
Well I know, its folds conceal
Many a miracle of grace.
For a little moment's space;
Well I know, its folds conceal
Many a miracle of grace.
Well I know that deep within
Move in a mysterious scheme
Things immortal, things divine,
Fairer than the heart can dream.
Move in a mysterious scheme
Things immortal, things divine,
Fairer than the heart can dream.
Oh, might I but look behind,
What a blaze of glory bright,
In thy hidden depth enshrined,
Would confound my dazzled sight!
What a blaze of glory bright,
In thy hidden depth enshrined,
Would confound my dazzled sight!
Substances of beauty rare,
Unconceived by human thought,
Whence, as in a tissue fair,
All that we behold is wrought!
Unconceived by human thought,
Whence, as in a tissue fair,
All that we behold is wrought!
Living light in ebb and flow;
Paradisal imagery!
Angels glancing to and fro
In the clear transparency!
Paradisal imagery!
Angels glancing to and fro
In the clear transparency!
Ah, if thy exterior dress
Is so beauteous, as we see;
What must not the beauteousness
Of thine inner splendours be!
Is so beauteous, as we see;
What must not the beauteousness
Of thine inner splendours be!
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