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‘TESTE DAVID CUM SIBYLLA.’
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XLVI. ‘TESTE DAVID CUM SIBYLLA.’
(Idea Platonica.)
‘The everlasting hills present
God's Steadfastness to mortal ken:
His Ways the trackless firmament:
The deep His Counsels hid from men.’
God's Steadfastness to mortal ken:
His Ways the trackless firmament:
The deep His Counsels hid from men.’
What follows? All that meets our eyes
Now dimmed by life's distempered dream
Is revelation in disguise;
It shrouds, yet shows, the One supreme!
Now dimmed by life's distempered dream
Is revelation in disguise;
It shrouds, yet shows, the One supreme!
Throughout all worlds there liveth nought
But lived, unmade, unchangeable
For aye in God's creative Thought
Which cast Creation's glistening shell.
But lived, unmade, unchangeable
For aye in God's creative Thought
Which cast Creation's glistening shell.
Him first, Him most, His works express:
But Nature's myriad-minded plan
Hath lesser meanings; and the less
Charm most the petty mind of man.
But Nature's myriad-minded plan
Hath lesser meanings; and the less
Charm most the petty mind of man.
Poor captive of a sensuous heart,
That mind no longer by the whole
Interprets Nature's meaner part—
We live in surburbs of the soul!
That mind no longer by the whole
Interprets Nature's meaner part—
We live in surburbs of the soul!
O Death! fling back the gates of sense
That man, redeemed from thraldom base,
With glorified intelligence
At last may see his Maker's Face!
That man, redeemed from thraldom base,
With glorified intelligence
At last may see his Maker's Face!
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Then type to antitype shall yield:
Then Truth no more shall show reversed:
The golden side of nature's shield
Shall smite our vision as at first
Then Truth no more shall show reversed:
The golden side of nature's shield
Shall smite our vision as at first
When God His creatures bade to pass
Beneath their master's eye, and he,
Fresh from the Godhead, as through glass
Discerned in each its mystery;
Beneath their master's eye, and he,
Fresh from the Godhead, as through glass
Discerned in each its mystery;
Descried its supernatural law,
Inferred its place in nature's frame,
And, in the tongue of Gods, with awe
Assigned to each its destined Name.
Inferred its place in nature's frame,
And, in the tongue of Gods, with awe
Assigned to each its destined Name.
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