Stones from The Quarry or, Moods of Mind. By Henry Browne [i.e. Henry Ellison] |
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ON THE GREAT EXHIBITION OF 1851. |
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ON THE GREAT EXHIBITION OF 1851.
O Heart, full-fraught, how canst thou hold all this,And not break bounds? Can one poor several Heart,
Of all these countless many counterpart,
Though in so Small, Diminutive, as his
Who strives to grasp it all, nought thereof miss,
All comprehend? As through clutched fingers start
The sands the closer held, for all our art,
So fractioned all this mighty sum here is!
So to the Many is the One—must be!
It draws, as little burning-glass to sun,
Some rays to focus, magnifies to see:
Gives light and heat which else in space were gone.
Milk out, milk out, Breasts of Humanitie!
The Past is weaned, a new Race hath begun.
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