Madmoments: or First Verseattempts By a Bornnatural. Addressed to the Lightheaded of Society at Large, by Henry Ellison |
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SUNSETTHOUGHT.
What is it, that mine Eyes look on? some brightAnd radiant Angel, from the Settingsun
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Of Earth's poor Dwellers, whom the Heaven's light
Has steeped in its own Glory, till to Sight
He seems transfigured: but the Glory's gone,
And there He stands, a simple Man alone,
The Halo faded from his Brow: Like might,
Yea! more hath virtue! She can lasting make
That Glory; can transfigure inwardly
The Mortal, till the Angel's Form he take,
And be, not seem — till ever in God's Eye,
From his whole being its clear Light will break
Transparent made, like moses' Bush, thereby!
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