Infinite
PART I
Unbar the gates of eye and ear,
Lo, what a wondrous world is here!
Marvels on marvels still appear —
Infinite!
Great Mother, by whose breast we're fed,
With thy green mantle round thee spread,
The blue vault hanging o'er thy head —
Infinite!
Why wert thou into being brought?
How were thy forms of beauty wrought?
Thou great upheaval of a thought —
Infinite!
That scoop'd the vales where dew distils,
That led the courses of the rills,
And fix'd the everlasting hills —
Infinite!
That call'd from darkness bright-eyed Day,
Baptized it with a heav'nly ray,
And sent it on its endless way —
Infinite!
Ye waves that lash the hoary steep,
Ye mighty winds with boundless sweep,
Great courses of the trackless deep —
Infinite!
And you, ye streamlets on your way,
Tho' laughing all the summer's day,
Ye only sing, ye only say —
Infinite!
Sweet linnet singing on the lea,
Wild lark in heaven's wide azure sea,
The burden of your strain's to me
Infinite!
Lov'd violets 'neath my feet that lie,
Sweet hare-bells, can you tell me why
Your beauty only makes me sigh? —
Infinite!
Thou wild rose blooming on the tree,
Ye daisies laughing on the lea,
Sweet flow'rs, your message is to me,
Infinite!
This dust's to spirit strangely wed,
'Tis haunted ground on which we tread,
The living stranger than the dead —
Infinite!
A Presence fills the earth and air,
Bends o'er us when we're not aware,
And eyes look on us ev'rywhere —
Infinite!
Earth, Ocean, Air, Heaven's azure sea,
Oh, ye have always been to me
A marvel and a mystery —
Infinite!
PART II
Unbar the gates of eye and ear,
Lo, what a mystic world is here!
The heights of hope, the depths of fear —
Infinite!
Ye wise ones, can ye tell me nought
About this magic web of thought,
Or of the loom on which 'tis wrought? —
Infinite!
Ye strange, ye sacred human ties,
A mighty marvel in you lies,
A wondrous world of tears and sighs —
Infinite!
This human love, so deep, so vast,
Ye sympathies which run so fast,
And bind the future with the past —
Infinite!
Ye magic cords, where were ye spun?
Ye strange affinities that run,
And warp the mystic web in one —
Infinite!
Love's sacred fires, Grief's burning tears,
Faith's holy hope, and Doubt's dark fears,
Spring from a fount beyond the spheres —
Infinite!
But who the secret clue can find
Of all the avenues which wind
Up to thy throne, immortal Mind? —
Infinite!
In the Soul's presence who are great?
The wisest ones can but translate
Some passing look, some word of Fate —
Infinite!
Who'll take the measure or the bound?
No line of ours can ever sound
The fathomless, the great profound —
Infinite!
Oh, were I but from self set free,
The Spirit then might speak through me
Of all this deep unfathom'd sea —
Infinite!
Unbar the gates of eye and ear,
Lo, what a wondrous world is here!
Marvels on marvels still appear —
Infinite!
Great Mother, by whose breast we're fed,
With thy green mantle round thee spread,
The blue vault hanging o'er thy head —
Infinite!
Why wert thou into being brought?
How were thy forms of beauty wrought?
Thou great upheaval of a thought —
Infinite!
That scoop'd the vales where dew distils,
That led the courses of the rills,
And fix'd the everlasting hills —
Infinite!
That call'd from darkness bright-eyed Day,
Baptized it with a heav'nly ray,
And sent it on its endless way —
Infinite!
Ye waves that lash the hoary steep,
Ye mighty winds with boundless sweep,
Great courses of the trackless deep —
Infinite!
And you, ye streamlets on your way,
Tho' laughing all the summer's day,
Ye only sing, ye only say —
Infinite!
Sweet linnet singing on the lea,
Wild lark in heaven's wide azure sea,
The burden of your strain's to me
Infinite!
Lov'd violets 'neath my feet that lie,
Sweet hare-bells, can you tell me why
Your beauty only makes me sigh? —
Infinite!
Thou wild rose blooming on the tree,
Ye daisies laughing on the lea,
Sweet flow'rs, your message is to me,
Infinite!
This dust's to spirit strangely wed,
'Tis haunted ground on which we tread,
The living stranger than the dead —
Infinite!
A Presence fills the earth and air,
Bends o'er us when we're not aware,
And eyes look on us ev'rywhere —
Infinite!
Earth, Ocean, Air, Heaven's azure sea,
Oh, ye have always been to me
A marvel and a mystery —
Infinite!
PART II
Unbar the gates of eye and ear,
Lo, what a mystic world is here!
The heights of hope, the depths of fear —
Infinite!
Ye wise ones, can ye tell me nought
About this magic web of thought,
Or of the loom on which 'tis wrought? —
Infinite!
Ye strange, ye sacred human ties,
A mighty marvel in you lies,
A wondrous world of tears and sighs —
Infinite!
This human love, so deep, so vast,
Ye sympathies which run so fast,
And bind the future with the past —
Infinite!
Ye magic cords, where were ye spun?
Ye strange affinities that run,
And warp the mystic web in one —
Infinite!
Love's sacred fires, Grief's burning tears,
Faith's holy hope, and Doubt's dark fears,
Spring from a fount beyond the spheres —
Infinite!
But who the secret clue can find
Of all the avenues which wind
Up to thy throne, immortal Mind? —
Infinite!
In the Soul's presence who are great?
The wisest ones can but translate
Some passing look, some word of Fate —
Infinite!
Who'll take the measure or the bound?
No line of ours can ever sound
The fathomless, the great profound —
Infinite!
Oh, were I but from self set free,
The Spirit then might speak through me
Of all this deep unfathom'd sea —
Infinite!
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