The Poetical Works of Ebenezer Elliott Edited by his Son Edwin Elliott ... A New and Revised Edition: Two Volumes |
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Extract from “The Vernal Walk,” written in the Author's Seventeenth Year.
Oh, Thou that sway'st the boundless universe!King of illimitable empire! hear
My trembling voice of praise. I know Thou art;
But when my soul would raise her eyes to Thee,
Vainly I try to grasp so vast a view;
For in thy half-reveal'd sublimity,
Holding the reins of universal rule,
Thou sitt'st invisible upon the throne
Of universal nature, and behold'st
A vast immensity, fill'd by Thyself.
Spirit of spirits! ere the eagle flew,
Ere the worm crawl'd, ere sang the love-taught wren,
Or man, erect, before Thee stood and smiled,
Thou hadst existed an eternity
Of thoughtful ages: ere there lived one soul
To worship thee, oh, God of Holiness!
Wrapt in incomprehensibility,
Pleased with self-contemplation, Thou didst muse
In silence on thine own eternal thoughts.
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Where Thou art not; even in me Thou dwell'st.
Thou mov'st the strings of mental melody
Which tune my soul to harmony and love.
Thou bid'st my fancy soar to realms of light,
Bid'st reason—holy reason—muse on Thee
And in thy works behold Thee, throned o'er heights
And depths of glory inaccessible.
I, in the majesty of nature, see
The greatness of eternal Majesty;
I, in her smiling scenery, behold
The bounteous smile of beauty infinite.
Thy goodness is unbounded, God of Love!
Here—or wherever Uncreated Light
Flames of the sea of ever-vital beams
World-peopled, as this vernal air with birds—
Father and God! thy sons shall worship Thee!
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