V.
THE CREED.
1
I do believe in Heaven;
'Tis written in those orbs of seeing:
A perfect creed is given
By those celestial lights, of an eternal being!
2
There's sweetness in the flowers
And hues with glowing beauty rife;
But in those eyes of yours
Floats a diviner grace, that speaks eternal life.
3
Within the stars is glory,
And evidence of Heaven and God;
But the “Hereafter” story
Burns with intenser truth in that twin-sphered abode.
4
Yet will my creed confound me;
Its oracles are too divine:
The light they pour around me
Distracts me from the god; I but adore the shrine.
5
As you in Heaven believe,
Veil them! they are too richly clear:
Veil! and my faith reprieve—
Their light bath too much love for burning sense to bear!
