The early poems of John Clare 1804-1822: General editor Eric Robinson: Edited by Eric Robinson and David Powell: Associate editor Margaret Grainger |
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TO THE DEITY
Almighty mystery—thou whose power & mightFree as a thought first rob'd the infant earth
That lookd the wakening darkness first to light
& breathd all worlds & heavens into birth
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Incomprehe[n]s[i]ble as thou must be
If aught of mortal thought or hope may dare
To be familiar in addressing thee
If calld by earthly names be not profane
Accept o god a mortals worship—free
As natures soul born hopes which are not vain
To hope the best an helpless worm like me
Tho vile—thou hast no pleasure in its pain
—I am but dust—& thourt Eternity
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