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THE “LION'S HEAD.”
Darkens the mighty Atlantic;
Darken the crags gigantic.
The stars their beacons light
On every frowning height.
Darken the crags gigantic.
The stars their beacons light
On every frowning height.
See the grey pinnacle yonder,
Where lightly I loved to wander
And gathered flowers and ferns,
Now to an altar turns.
Where lightly I loved to wander
And gathered flowers and ferns,
Now to an altar turns.
Like an unearthly pyre,
The white and waving fire
Men call the Milky Way
Doth on the summit play.
The white and waving fire
Men call the Milky Way
Doth on the summit play.
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And little would be the wonder
To see, where the white flames sunder,
There, in a cavernous gloom,
A glorious angel loom;
To see, where the white flames sunder,
There, in a cavernous gloom,
A glorious angel loom;
Majestic, and more than mortal,
Passing from that dark portal,
Lighting with folded wing
On the pinnacle pulsating.
Passing from that dark portal,
Lighting with folded wing
On the pinnacle pulsating.
Nay; He maketh His angels spirits!
Only mankind inherits
The wonderful world of sight.—
Why seek ye all delight
Only mankind inherits
The wonderful world of sight.—
Why seek ye all delight
(While flowers and the rainbow's glory,
Red sunset and hill-top hoary,
Tell you your earth is fair)
In a Heaven far otherwhere?
Red sunset and hill-top hoary,
Tell you your earth is fair)
In a Heaven far otherwhere?
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The Kingdom of God is within you,
Christ said. He came to win you,
By the mystical new birth,
Not from this visible earth,
Christ said. He came to win you,
By the mystical new birth,
Not from this visible earth,
But from sins foul and selfish,
Which cast their shadows elfish
On the wonderful world which He
Gave man his senses to see.
Which cast their shadows elfish
On the wonderful world which He
Gave man his senses to see.
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