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XXXI. THE REPROOF OF FAITH.

Even by the Wonder of the Universe
My inmost heart and brain were shaken fearfully;
And whether 'twere a blessing, or a curse,
One of the myriad moving things to be
That people it, I knew not. From the Sea
A sound of terror and a sight of gloom
Pass'd through me; and as upward, mute and tearfully,
I turn'd mine eyes for comfort, Space grew dark
And breathless as a deeply-vaulted tomb;
That my soul circled round the hueless arc,
And thence return'd unsolaced. From within
At length dawn'd consolation. Much of sun
Had shone, and yet would shine, where now was none:
Faith with the thought came back; and whisper'd—“Doubt is Sin.”