242 CONSOLATIONS OF SOLITUDE
Each Star a world, and all within thy sight
In reverence mute from age to age revolving — Spheres twinkling numberless, from night to night Reflecting thine unfathomable light, Nor e'er dissolving.
��All hail to thee once more ! I see thy face
Benignant still ; but now thou dost appear No longer shut within a narrow place. But in each atom, through all boundless space, Again art near.
Parent once more ! since, though beyond my sight, On unknown worlds thou shinest, yet even there A Parent still ; they, too, in thee delight ; 'Twas but thy brightness that begat my night ; Thou'rt everywhere.
Henceforth thus would I know thee, Sire of all.
Nor question make of thee ; so speaks my heart. All is in thee, and in thee nought can fall, And thou in every thing, or great or small, Wast, wilt be, art.
Yes, I again behold thee, night and day,
One and the same in wisdom as in will, Watering my flowers once more in morning gray, Melting at eve in mellow light away, A Father still !
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