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whose mighty coil goes up 310 Still to the ear of Heaven. So man, the worm, Preys on his fellow-worm. Turn from the earth, As gradual evening shades the sinking scene, And think upon its sins and strife no more. Come, let us, on the stone, before the cave, For all above is still and glorious, Sit down, and watch the stars as they steal out, One after one, and garnish the pale cope Of heaven. How bright the troops of Hesper shine, Above the shadow of yon farther rock, 320 Whose western side is lustrous; for the moon, Ascending in her car of glory, casts A meditative and a solemn light From cape to cape! Look! there is Helice,[177] Watched by the Grecian traders of the deep-- How clear she shines to-night above the sea! High in the zenith, here and there, apart, Some solitary stars, now scarce discerned, Seem to retire into the farthest space, As if to shun the prouder planet's gaze, 330 Each in his watch, with never-blenching eye, Steadfast. Nor marvel, then the stranger said, When all the silent host of the blue sky Appear so beautiful, Idolatry Should deem them gods, and to the Sun and Moon, Bel and Astarte, pay the worship due 136 To the invisible, Almighty Lord, Who rules in heaven and earth. Is there a God? Yes! Nature cries aloud, There _is_ a God, Visible in his works, and infinite In power! There is a God, and he is just! There is a God, and he is merciful! Yet might we rather say, there is no God, Than think, that to a being such as man No revelation of bright hope was given: That man, created in God's image, placed Amid this vast and unknown universe, To sojourn upon earth a few brief years Of feverish life, should look, for the last time, 350 Hopeless, upon the setting sun, and die. Oh! better be the worm that feeds on him. With lifted gaze, the last Apostle cried, Fervently cried, Oh! yes, Lord Jesus Christ, Thou art the Christian's hope! but most of me-- Of me, whom thou hast visited, and cheered Through life's long pilgrimage; of me, of me, In age and solitude; I, too, shall live When all the clouds of time are rolled away, For ever live in glory where thou art! 360 Reti
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