Yo-semite

I NNUMERABLE lessons to relate
And myriad voices rushing to baptize
These chosen lips, which send into the skies
Their oracles, to awe and elevate.
The world's chief mouth-piece is this marvelous gate,
That lavish nature wholly sanctifies
With majesty and beauty. Here my eyes
Some revelation seem to penetrate;
For God, begetting mysteries from the first,
All glorified, stood down upon the rock,
And smiting through, the curious earth was riven —
A thousand silver arteries were burst —
The mountains staggered from the fearful shock,
With heart laid bare to the soft eyes of Heaven.
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