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( From ' The Pyramids ; ' a Poem shortly to be published by subscription . ) A sound of mighty Wings ! Darkenings and flashings of a rushing Cloud ! The waving of a dim-seen Robe that flings What makes the pale stars proud ! The Shadow of a Spirit dims my
eye—A Gloom of Glory and a Night of Fire ! Something I feel , but see not , darkens by—Poor mortal lyre , Break—or crush thunder from each quaking wire—Elohim , hail ! Israel—thy Living Fear !
Fall prostrate , Race of Abraham , Him before The Presence of the Invisible is near—Tremblers of dust , adore 1 Veil every face , and with the hush'd lip ' s prayer Sue the Destroyer of all Life to save !
Look not upon the glory-burning air—Each look ' s a grave ! My spirit sinks in the o ' eT-glorious wave—Adonai , hail ! From Sinai ' s crown He comes ! From Seir He spreads forth His tempestuous wing From Paran ' s peak shine the cherubic glooms—The Mountains know their King ! Lo , dark with awe the tents of Cushan stand — The curtains of the Land of Midian quiver ! His glittering sword is in His cloudy hand—He lives for ever !
His ages sweep , an everlasting river—Jehovah , hail ! The Shadow leaves my soul—But gleams of growing Light remain behind , As white with foam the labouring waves still roll , Though past the driving Wind ! The Seals are open'd of the Book of Night—Chaldaean-like I read the stars' deep Tore—Secrets of sunset-time float o ' er my sight , Once more ! once more ! I gaze—I read—I tremble—and adore—En li g ht en er , hail !
Ours is a Warrior-God ! Gloriously hath He triumphed , and hath thrown Those who , unblest , the ocean-puthway trod , Into the waters lone !
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SONG OF MOSES .
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Monthly Repository (1806-1838) and Unitarian Chronicle (1832-1833), May 2, 1830, page 297, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse.ac.uk/periodicals/mruc/issues/vm2-ncseproduct2584/page/9/
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