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My heart M'tey ^ ^ Wflfo . , / , Mm ti <>< u hmi A i ^ athe 8 al 1 ^^ W iW ^ i . lH Ufl 1 'Ui ^ lll * TO PMUmWWfTJ §«* WWJ : V . u l / .- ^ n P iKi // btrong botmdjs ^ Sym , pat £ y > a 8 been my Beared , j { Throughout a vve ^ ry . Jife , auad Jove o £ Death j {/ Has grown b ^^ t epf Apathy .. t cannot r Pass out of life u * violence . Away ! i
Away , fell rastcumenta , ! ye shall not tempt ; My spirit from its calm , although that calm / , Be born of hopelessness . Oh ! for the twin , r The spirit-fwin , to whom my soul is tied : , ( J . . By Sympathy ' s strong link , though matter ' s sight . , ; Cannot pierce tfirxmg-h the intervening in is t { l , j / Which shroucja her ia uncertainty ., In Life ;/ i « I still will hold that creed , and , when Death c ^ me « . : i I will believe he comes to lead me to her . -. , ; * ¦ * - ¦ « ¦ * * ' ¦ » ¦ " ¦;' . Shadowy beings , who around us flit Watching for human souls , as old tradition . . . .., » . Has taugb& us to . belieye—Beings of power , <* Spirits ofyGroodand Evil , hear me speak ! ^
Show me ^ the forms of Beauty ; let mine eyes Dwell upon all in turn , and where I choose Make that form zeal , with a kindred mind To dwell-in Tt , then give her unto me , And L will fall in worship of your power , And know none other gods !
Vain are my wprds ; no spirits hover round To mark their import . Yet all things are spirits To those whyse eyes are opened . Tell me , Cloud , Thou who art sailing o ' er the blue expanse , Dost thou not love the heat which nourished tliee ? Dost thou not love the wind that kisses thee , And guides thee on thy path ? And thou , bright SfflF , Does not the holy light which glimmers round thee Betoken sympathy with other stars ? River of rushing waters , lov ' st thou not
The many rivulets , whose mingling makes The stream wherewith thou wooest Ocean ' s love ? n And lov ' st thou not , oh Moon ! the glorious Sun , A Who lends the light to gladden human hearts 1 ..., And thou , oh ! hoary Mountain , witb thy lock a Of wreathed snow , dost thou not love the trees . . The ancient trees , thy children , who are clinging Around thy skirts- ? , tltou patrjatcb o £ ^ U tkm ^ l
Plants of a thousand odours ! your ^ weet livea ^ Are iaterchanging love . Flowers manf-hued , * And wooU of £ very ! jWel » yf ^ arfi ^ niyy ^ t K 1 £ : For on your mother Ew&kfi w # fi ^ i ^ r ^ fc ^ ye & * $ ) # + < And drain j ^^ ifel ^ oo ^ tlf ^ RSJ ^ ^ ^ . ud > fertHf . ^* ?^^ W > Th ^ WHfirW * M ^ "i " ^ Around the whole Earth , H 4 i »^ ^ jJ ^ i ^^; l » vi i
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Monthly Repository (1806-1838) and Unitarian Chronicle (1832-1833), Sept. 2, 1835, page 609, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse-os.kdl.kcl.ac.uk/periodicals/mruc/issues/vm2-ncseproduct2649/page/45/
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