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THE BEAUTIFUL.


"Whose dwelling is the light of setting sun,—and the deep ocean,—and the
living air,—and the blue sky,—and the mind of man."


"Let there be light"—through the vast realm of Heaven,
  That mighty tone thrilled on the angel band;
While a new life seemed to each seraph given,
  An added radiance filled that Eden land.

As our fair world awoke in pristine glory,
  Amid the rosy rays that gleamed around,
Telling, in speaking silence, the glad story
  Of the rich splendor that Creation crowned.

Floating so gently from the cloudless azure,
  An angel presence came on glittering wing,
To be a dweller 'mid earth's new-found brightness,
  And to its bowers a blessedness to bring.

It left its impress on each starry trembler,
  That sheds its golden glory from on high,
And bade them ever keep untiring vigils,
  With the calm watching of an angel's eye.