The Poetry of Real Life | ||
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THOUGHTS IN THE SUNSHINE.
The sun is shining, and he turns to goldThe sand, the common dust, beneath my feet,
Great Alchymist! with his transforming heat
Subliming all things into something grand
Or beautiful: with power beyond the hand
Or thought of Man; vain dreams, now obsolete,
Thus realizing, in a way more meet
And true, for those who will but understand!
Then understand it, Reader—oh behold
It so, and thou all things transformed to gold
Shalt see—to something far more precious too,
Into the Beautiful, the Good, and True!
A higher Alchymy than that of old,
Applied to uses as sublime as new!
The Poetry of Real Life | ||