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IS IT SO, O CHRIST IN HEAVEN?
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That the Infinite must bound us, as a temple veil unrent,
While the Finite ever wearies, so that none attain content ? —
"I have many things to tell you, but ye cannot bear them now."

Is it so, O Christ in heaven, that the fulness yet to come
Is so glorious and so perfect, that to know would strike us dumb ?
That, if only for a moment, we could pierce beyond the sky
With these poor dim eyes of mortals, we should just see God and die ? —
"I have many things to show you, but ye cannot bear them now."