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Thames Star, Volume XV, Issue 4922, 18 October 1884, Page 1

Select Poetry.

A REVEBIE.

I cannot think that yonder sun— Which, like the piercing eye divine, Looks down each day upon each one, Each healthful sonl, each soul malign— Is nothing but a flaming mass That to nonentity will pass. As I grow old, as day by day His glorious light spreads o'er my head, . Or as at eve it fades away In clouds of purple, gold, and red, My very soul oft feels a thrill Of something far more beauteous still. The outer and the inner deep Then call aloud in unison, And bid the wanderer not to weep But labor " till the task be done/ Bounteous Nature then will show Poor mortals more than now they know, Nor can I think the lamp of night, All unsupported as it seems, Exists alone " to give the light" Which on a sleeping world oft gleams, The law of gravity as well Leaves greater secrets yet to tell. How like a shepherdess and flock Are Luna and the fleecy waves, Which follow co docile—nought to block, Until they Neptune's coast belave A subtle influence like this The Ijeity extends to His. And His are they who by their light ■ Seek after truth where'er it lead, And to the limit of their might . Keduce it into word and deed. Then world without and world within Are cherubim and seraphim. As mariner at night and morn Views the horizon all around For symptoms of a coming storm, Or heaves the lead where shoals abound, So daily should this inner sphere Be searched to see if all is clear. For silently the clouds arise, Unmarked is many a dang'rous shoal, Ev'n Wilhelm Meister with his eyes Keeps not in perfect pea.ee hjs soul, He knows its blest Elysium, But trips oft ere therein he come. And this perhaps suggests the thought Of two antagonistic powers By whom were alternately brought To Woe's abode or Eden's bowers, Or thought far more Miltonic still, Of "Sin's commencement" and "Man's will." But happily there is no need To fathom those dark depths profound, For once abandon Mammon's greed There breaks upon one's soul the sound -The heavenly "music of the spheres." C. E. Pabktn.