Its only just pro- | prietor in Him.1991 The soul that | sees him, or re- | ceives, sub- | limed, || New faculties, or learns at least to em- | ploy More | worthily |the | powers she | owned be- | fore, ◄| Dis- | cerns in | all things | what with | stupid | gaze Of ignorance, till | then she | over- | looked, | A ray of heavenly | light, gilding | all | forms | Terrestrial in the vast and the mi- | nute; 771 The unambiguous | footsteps of the | God, | Who | gives its | lustre | to an | insect's | wing, | And wheels his throne upon the | rolling | worlds. | Much conversant with | heaven, she often | holds | With those | fair | ministers of | light to | man, | That fill the skies ។ nightly with | silent | pomp, | With which | heaven | rang, when every | star, in | haste | To gratulate the | new-created | earth,| Sent forth a voice, and all the sons of | God | Shouted for joy. 111111"Tell me, ye | shining | hosts, That navigate a | sea that | knows no storms, | Beneath a vault un- | sullied with a | cloud, |77| If from your ele- | vation, || whence ye | view Favored as ours; trans-gressors from the womb, And hastening to a grave, yet doomed to rise, And to possess a | brighter | heaven than | yours? | As one who | long de- | tained on | foreign | shores,| Pants to re- turn, | | and when he sees a- | far | weather-bleached and battered | His country's rocks, From the green | wave e- | merging, darts an eye Radiant with joy, towards the happy | land; 171 So I with | animated | hopes be- | hold, | And many an aching | wish, your | beamy fires,| | | | 1 | That show like | beacons in the | blue a- | byss, | Or- dained to | guide the em- | bodied | spirit | home | From toilsome | life to never-ending | rest. 11 Love | kindles as I gaze! I feel de- | sires, | | | ▼ That give assurance of their | own success, And that in- | fused from | heaven must nature, whom the | lamp of | lost, With intellects be- | mazed in | endless | doubt, 71 | But runs the | road of | wisdom. || Thou hast | built | With means, that were not | till by | thee em- | ployed, Worlds, that had never been hadst | thou in strength Been less, or less be- nevolent than strong. 1771717 They are thy witnesses, who | speak thy | power | | And goodness infinite, but speak in ears | That hear not, or re- ceive not | their re- | port. In vain thy | creatures | testify of | thee, | in- | deed, | A teaching voice; 1771 | Theirs is, but 'tis the | praise of thine, | prompt to That | whom | it | teaches | it | makes learn, And with the | boon gives | talents for its | Yet | deemed o- | racular, | lure | down to | death, ◄| The unin- formed and | heedless | souls of men. We give to chance, | blind | chance, 1 Perfect and unim- | peachable of | blame, Challenging human | scrutiny, | and | proved | Then skillful | most when | most severely | judg ed. 1771771 But | chance is not; | or | is not | where | thou | Thy | providence | for- | bids | that | fickle | power | If | power she | be that works but to con- | found)| | Yet thus we dote, Instruction, re- | fusing while we can. | and in- | venting to our- | selves | 1 | Gods such as guilt makes | welcome; gods that | sleep | ▼ | 'tis the voice of | song, Then | liberty, like | day, | and, by a flash from | heaven, with glorious | joy. 97919 not Till thou hast touched them: Aloud ho- | sanna | sent from | all thy | works; ◄| In that blest | moment, || Nature, throwing | wide Her veil opaque, dis- | closes with a smile | The Author of her | beauties, | who, re- | tired | Be- | hind his | own cre- | ation, | works un- | seen By the im- pure, and hears his power de- | nied. 17771 Thou art the source | and | centre of | all | minds, | From | thee is | all that | soothes the | life of | man, His | high en- | deavor, His strength to suffer, and his | glad suc- | cess, and his will to serve. | But oh, thou | bounteous | Giver of all good, 1 Thou art of all thy gifts thy- | self the | crown!|◄| Lock up thy senses; let no | passion | stir; 1|17| Of nature's | silence, midnight, || thus in- | quire: As I have done; and shall in- quire no more. 11 In nature's channel | thus the questions | run: 11/711 "What am I? and from whence? I nothing | | | | know, But that I am; and, since I am, con- clude | |