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POEMS OF GOETHE

The radiant hues of Paradise
Alternating with deepest night.
From out the gulf against the rock,
In spreading billows foams the ocean,—
And cliff and sea with mighty shock,
The spheres whirl round in endless motion.

MICHAEL.

And storms in emulation growl
From land to sea, from sea to land,
And fashion, as they wildly howl,
A circling, wonder-working band.
Destructive flames in mad career
Precede thy thunders on their way;
Yet, Lord, Thy messengers revere
The soft mutations of Thy day.

THE THREE.

Strength find the angels in Thy sight
Though none may hope to fathom Thee;
Still glorious are Thy works of might,
As when first formed in majesty.


III.

CHORUS OF ANGELS.

Christ is arisen!
Mortal, all hail!
Thou, of earth's prison
Dreary and frail,
Bursting the veil,
Proudly hast arisen!