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HIS MIND alone is kingly who (though one) But venerates of present things or past What he believeth good, kneeling to none Save God and Truth! Who awed not by this vast And shadowy scheme of Life, but anchored fast In Love and sitting central like the sun So gives his mental beams to pierce and run Through all its secrets while his days may last; And thus progressive, little faith hath he For mysteries, till sounding them he hear The gathered tones of their stirr’d depths agree With that religious harmony severe Which anthems to his spiritual ear The invisible Presence of the Deity. |