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JOHN KIS.
HYMN TO WISDOM.
Szìvemnek legfelségesi bálványa.
Goddess of thy votary's heart!
Wisdom! tell me where thou art!
Holy virgin! in the throng
Of mighty worlds I seek thy throne—
I seek thee, and have sought thee long—
Of loveliest ones, the loveliest one!
The right hand of the Deity
Graved in my heart thine image bright,
And the reflected ray from thee
Makes nature's darkness melt in light.
Blest daughter of the skies, who sheddest
Undying beams, and smiling spreadest
Th' eternal green and gifts of spring—
Thou, who o'er heaven's crystal gates dost fling
A light of purest, fairest glistening,
And standest at the portal listening
To songs which angel voices sing.
