7 A- | wake, | 7 7 | quick | kindling | 7 o'er the face of ether One | boundless | blaze; | 77 | ten | thousand | trembling fires, 7 | 7 And dancing | lustres, | where the un- | steady | eye, 7! Restless 7 and dazzled, | wanders | uncon- | fined 7 | 7 O'er all this field of | glories: | spacious | field, 7 | 7 And | worthy of the Master! | he | 7 whose | hand, 7| 7 With | hiero- | glyphics |77| elder than the | Nile, 7 | 7 In- | scribed the | mystic | tablet, | hung on | high 7| 7 To public | gaze; | 7 and | said, 7 | 7 A- | dore O | man, 7| 7 The | finger of thy | God! 7 | 77 | 7 From | what | pure wells | 7 Of milky light, 7 | What | soft 7 o'er- | flowing 7 Are | all these | lamps | so | fill'd? 7 | these | friendly | lamps, 7 | 7 For- ever streaming | o'er the | azure | deep, | 7 To point our | path, 7|7 and light us to our | home. 777 7.7 | 7 How soft they | slide a- | long their | lucid | spheres! | 7 And | silent as the | foot of time, 7 | 7 ful- | fil 7 | 7 Their destin'd | courses. | 7 7 | Nature's | self | 7 is | hush'd | And 7 | (but a scatter'd | leaf which | rustles | through 7 7 The thick-wove | foliage,) | not a sound | is | heard 7 | 7 To break the | midnight | air: 7 | though the raised | ear, 71 7 In- | tensely | listening, | drinks in | every | breath, 7 | 77 | 7 7 | How deep the silence, | yet how | loud the | praise! | 77 | 77 | 7 But are they | silent | all? 7 | 7 or | is there not | 7 A tongue in every | star 7 | 7 that | talks with man, 7 | 7 And | woos him to be wise? 7 | 7 nor | woos in | vain: 7 | 77 | 77 | is the noon 7 This dead of | midnight | 7 is the thought, 7 | of | 7 And | wisdom | mounts her | zenith | 7 with the | stars. 77777 | 7 At this still | hour | 7 the self-col- | lected | soul 7 | Turns | inward, | 7 and be- | holds a | stranger | there 7 | 7 Of | high de- | scent, 7 | 7 and | more than | mortal | rank; | 77 | 7 An | embryo | God; 7|7 a | spark of | fire di- | vine, 7 | Which must | burn | on for | ages, | 7 when the sun 7 | (Fair | transitory | creature of a | day?) 7 | 7 Has closed his | wonted | journey through the | east. | 77 | 77 | Ye | citadels of | light, 7 | 7 and | seats of | bliss! 7 | 7 Per- | haps my | future | home, 7 | 7 from | whence | 7 the soul, 7 | Revolving periods | past, | 7 may oft | look | back, 7 | With recollected | tenderness, | 7 on all | The various busy | scenes she | left be- | low, 7 | 7 Its deep-laid | projects, | 7 and its vents, 7 | strange e- | As on some fond and | doting | tale | 7 that sooth'd | 7 Her | infant | hours. 7 | 77 |O| be it | lawful | now 7 7 To tread the hallow'd | circle | 7 of your | courts, 7 | And 7 (with mute | wonder | and de- | lighted | awe,) 7! 7 Approach your | burning | confines ! | Seized in | thought, 7 On | fancy's | wild and | roving | wing I | sail, 7| 7 From the green | borders | 7 of the | peopled | earth, 7 | 7 And the | pale | moon 7 | 7 her | duteous | fair at- | tendant; | 77 | 7 From solitary | Mars; | 7 from the | vast | orb | 7 Of | Jupiter, | whose | huge gi- | gantic | bulk 7 | Dances in ether | like the lightest | leaf; 7 | 77 | | 7 To the dim | verge, 7 the suburbs of the sys tem, 7 Where cheerless | Saturn, | midst his | watery | moons, 7 | Girt with a | lurid | zone, 7 | 7 in | gloomy | pomp, 7 | Sits like an exiled | monarch. | 7 7 | Fearless | thence 7 | 7 I | launch | into the | trackless | deeps of | space, 7 | Where 7 | burning | round, 7 | ten | thousand | suns | 7 ap- pear 7 | 7 Of | elder ! beam | 7 which | ask] no | leave to | shine. | 7 Of | our ter- | restrial | star 7 | 7 7 | nor | borrow | light | 7 From the proud | regent | 7 of our | scanty | day: 7|77| 77 Sons of the morning, | first born | 7 of cre- ation, | 7 And only less than | He who | marks their | track, 7 | 7 And | guides their | fiery | wheels. | 7 7 | Here | must I stop, 7 [ Or is there ought be- | yond? 7 | 7 What| hand un- | seen 7 | 7 Im- pels me | onward, | 7 through the glowing | orbs 7 | 7 Of | habitable | nature | 7 7 | far re- | mote, 7 | 7 To the dread | confines | 7 of e- |ternal | night,7 | 7 To solitudes | 7 of | vast un- | peopled | space, 7 | 7 The deserts of cre- | ation, | wide | 7 and wild, 7 | 7 Where | embryo❘ systems | 7 and un- | kindled | suns 7 | Sleep in the womb of | chaos? | 77 |Fancy | droops, | 7 And | Thought | 7 as- | tonished | stops her | bold ca- | reer. 7 | 7 7 | 7 But | oh thou | mighty | Mind! | 77 | 7 whose | powerful word 7 | Said 7 | Thus let | all things | be | 7 and | thus they | were, | 77 | Where shall I seek thy | presence? |77| how un| blamed | 7 In- voke thy | dread per- | fection. | 7 7 | 7 7 | Have the broad | eyelids of the morn be- | held thee? | 77 | Or does the beamy | shoulder of O- | rion | 7 Support thy | throne? | 77 |O| look with | pity | down 7 | 7 On | erring | guilty | Man! 7 | not in thy | names 7 | 7 Of | terror | clad; 7 | not with those | thunders | arm'd 7 | 7 That conscious | Sinai | felt when fear ap-| pall'd 7 | 7 The scatter'd | tribes: 7 | thou hast a | gentler | voice, 7 | 7 That whispers | comfort | 7 to the | swelling | heart, 7 | 7 A- | bash'd 7 | 7 yet | longing to be- | hold her | Maker.7777 7 But | now 7 my soul 7 | un- | used to stretch her powers 7 | 7 In | flight so | daring | drops her | weary | wing, 7 | 7 And | seeks a- | gain the | known ac- | custom❜d | spot, 7 Drest up with sun and shade 7|7 and | lawns, and | streams; 7 | 1 7 A mansion fair and spacious | 7 for its | guest 7| 7 And | full re- | plete with | wonders. | 77 |77| Let me here 7 Con- | tent and | grateful wait the ap- | pointed | time | 7 And | ripen for the | skies 7 | 7 the | hour will come | 7 When all these | splendors, | bursting sight 7 | on my 7 Shall | stand un- | veil'd, ❘ and to my | ravish'd | sense 7 | 7 Un-lock the glories of the world un- | known. 7 | 77 | 7 7 | |