SELECT POETRY.

Tuapeka Times, Volume III, Issue 131, 11 August 1870, Page 7

SELECT POETRY.

"LIGHT, MORE LIGHT." What is the name for the Future to give To this ago with its restless moving ? lia changing efforts better to live, Its multiplied searching and proving :—: — Every form of the teeming life. In the heart of the earth found lying, Ever is weighed with emulous strife, And an endless praying and crying, " Light, more light I" Mocking at disfcu.nco, Tinder the deep, Our secrets cherished are bounding, Spite of the waves with their howling sweep, Our whispers electric are sounding ; Even the mysteries Neptune thought Sacred and free lie was saving, Down in his darken'd caves we've sought And still with the yearning and craving, " Light, more light !" "We take the hidden in humble life, That life with its ebbing and flowing ; Bare its breast to the pruner's knife, And watch ev'ry act in its growing. Never a tale must Nature keep Back from our ceaseless enquiring, E'en when her charms are cradled in sleep We seek them with earnest aspiring — " Light, more light 1" With dry old fossils we modify creeds ; — Is it all progress, our changing? Will knowledge e'er have all that it needs, And limits be placed to our ranging ? With a reveient union of thought. Will one form e'er govern our praying ? Only one God -one way — to be sought, Was the dying want that when saying " Light, more light 1" Say, when the death-film covers the eye, Its view of the outer woild clouding, " Are there not moments e'er the last sigh, When the mystery's reft of its shrouding ? All we have gather'd seeming but sand And nothingness, out of our poring — Then lift we the tremulous hand, And the last faint cry of imploring, " Light, more light V