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His arms , in thoughtful mood , Across his breast were thrown ; And there intent he stood , Like a silent shape of stone , With his eyes in a deep trance fix'd on high , The hour and the stream flowing heedless by .
Deep and deeper glow'd the heaven With the Orient ' s evening-blue ; And the worlds of night were given To the cave-born gazer ' s view . Loveliest , the Evening Star
Shone o ' er the sister spheres ; And its sweet light fill'd from far His eye with unknown tears : — " Surely , " he cried , " thou diamond ball , Thou art the Maker and Lord of All ! ' *
Adoring long he gaz'd , As on that which claim'd his prayer ; But they died where they were rais'd , Those hopes as frail as fair . Behind the horizon ' s range ,
The lovely Star went down ; Aud his faith was loth to change , Though he saw his bright God gone : — " Yet the Power I seek for , near of far , Must never set like the sunken Star !"
Long he had not mus'd , when lo ! ^ the Majesty of Night Came forth in her softest glow On the rapt beholder ' s sight : — * ' Thou , glorious Moon ! shalt be My worship and my love ; And when I look on thee
Walking in light above , 1 will lift my inmost soul in prayer , And see God smile in the moonbeam fair !" The calm night-hours pass'd on , Till he saw , with anxious eye , Night ' s gentle sun go down , Like the Star , to depart or die . She touch'd the horizon ' s
brim—Awhile she seem'd to pause—But o ' er her silver rim Slowly the blank shade draws—And the fond enthusiast sees with pain A new God sink from his shining reign . He thought of the passing hours—Then sadly went his way , Till on the plain Chaldsea ' s towers In night ' s dim vastness lay .
114 The Conversion of Abraham .