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This bounded language man from man may know ; Full well it suite his exiled state below ; It suits his veering destinies or clime , Changes op passes with the passing time . The other is eternal , vast , immense ,
The innate language of intelligence ; 'Tis not a sound that dies upon the air , 'Tis living in the heart , and heard but there ; 'Tis understood and spoken by-the soul , Holds o ' er each feeling its sublime eontroul ; Each transport and each kindling thought explains , The soul ' s soft raptures a , nd her secret pains ; This is the language prayer prefers on high- — On earth 'tis heard but in the lover ' s sigh .
Through the pure regions where I love to stray , Enthusiasm , come to point the way ! Be thou my torch in this profoundest night , Than reason better guide my mental sight ; Come thou on wings of flame , disperse the shade ,
My leader come- ^ -I ask alone thy aid . Escaped from time and space , we raptured roam Above the shadows of our earthly home ; And now fair truth beholding face to face , We view her order and admire her grace .
'Tis Deity—this glorious star divine , That knows no dawn—that suffers no decline ; He lives—all live in him—and vastness , time , Are of his being elements sublime . Eternity his age—the void his rest—The day his glance—the world his image blest .
All universe exists beneath his hand , And waves of being- flow : at his command . As a flood nourish'd by this source immense , Escapes , returns , to end where all commence , — Boundless as he , his perfect works divine Bless at their birth the hand that bade them shine
At every breath He chaos fills anew ; To live is to create—to will , to do ; To him belongs from self ajl thipgs to draw , His holy will supreme , his only law : This will unclouded , and from weakness free , Is power , is order , truth and . equity . O ' er whatsoe ' er exists he nolcjs coatroul , From chaos to the all-pervading soul ;
Intelligence apd love , stren gth * beauty , youth , Are gifts exhaustless from ) the ; God of Trujth * 'Tis his the void wi $ i pr ^ cipus gifte to 611 , And call up gods from nothing at his , will * These gcxfc , th ^ se , spr ^ s of his , creating word ; Keep an eternal djsjarice frorn their £ Q *? d ; To him who maqle tfoeip , they by nature tend . Sufficient , he alone-r-their aU , their en 4 «
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Translation of De lsamartin $ s Poem , Diev . 231
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Monthly Repository (1806-1838) and Unitarian Chronicle (1832-1833), April 2, 1830, page 231, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse.ac.uk/periodicals/mruc/issues/vm2-ncseproduct2583/page/15/
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