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SONNET . In morning ' s radiant beam , Almighty One ! My thoughts ascend to Thee ! Visions of love Rise on my soul , and raise it far above This low , dim world—and when the day is gone , And twilight ' s lengthening shade is hastening on ,
And the dull night comes lighted by her star , With all her train of glory—still afar From every human eye—absorbed alone , Almighty One ! my thoughts ascend to Thee I And dreams of everlasting power surround My wondering spirit in the deep profound Of the blue depths—and with ' rapt heart I see In the fair skies , bright stars , earth , sea and air , God , nature ' s God , still present everywhere I R .
O I Evening , in thy light , subdu'd and pale , I love to wander forth , when the cold breeze Upon the night-cloud flees , And deep thy shades prevail ; When all is hush'd , and nature seems to share With human hearts the universal prayer .
I love to meditate , as on thy sky Sits the blest Empress of the silent night On realms more pure and bright , And raise my mournful eye From earth and grief , and the dark ills of time , To heavenlier scenes and visions more sublime .
And as the million rays of worlds of bliss Rise up in the dim void , and seem to say , " A Father ' s hand upon our way Hath launch'd us through the dark abyss j " Avv'd by their silent glory swift I turn From hopes and fears of earth , and holier feelings burn .
And in my raptur ' d soul I consecrate All past devotion , and I feel how vain All mortal joy or pain In such a fleeting state—And raise my soul beyond a few brief tears , To the great Author of eternal years . Then , Evening , as upon my soothed heart
Is felt thy breath , descends thy cooling shade , In heaven ' s own calm survey ed , A holier influence they impart—And while thy gloomy clouds above me roll A brighter ray is dawning on my soul .
—m ^^ mm ^ EVENING .
Monthly Repository (1806-1838) and Unitarian Chronicle (1832-1833), Oct. 2, 1825, page 620, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse.ac.uk/periodicals/mruc/issues/vm2-ncseproduct2541/page/44/