Touches on The Harp of Nature in the Same Key as Burns' Grand Anthem. By Henry Ellison |
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TO THE FULL MOON, JULY, 1832. |
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TO THE FULL MOON, JULY, 1832.
Most glorious Orb, with perfect disc of gold!At length thy brows entire with light are crowned,
And from thy bright goal, in the blue Profound,
Thou look'st on all that has waxed young and old
With and thro' thee, like Seer, who has foretold
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Full circle! hush! there is not one least sound,
Not e'en a leaf is stirr'd: yet worlds are rolled
Unnumbered o'er my head, thro' boundless space!
Oh God, how still thou work'st thy wonders! no
Least noise thereof in heaven leaves a trace;
Silent, as thoughts, each orb moves in its place!
While o'er them all yon' calm, full Moon doth throw
Her light, which, like thy Love, doth all embrace!
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