But hopest thou, in thy panoply of pride, Till comes the one, the master-anguish, sent Oh! what is nature's strength? the vacant eye, By mind deserted, hath a dread reply! The wild delirious laughter of despair, The mirth of frenzy-seek an answer there! Turn not away, though pity's cheek grow pale, Close not thine ear against their awful tale. They tell thee, Reason, wandering from the ray Of Faith, the blazing pillar of her way, In the mid-darkness of the stormy wave, Forsook the struggling soul she could not save! Weep not, sad moralist! o'er desert plains, Strew'd with the wrecks of grandeur-mouldering fanes, Arches of triumph, long with weeds o'ergrown, Whose star is quench'd, hath lessons for mankind, Of deeper import than each prostrate dome, But who, with eye unshrinking, shall explore That waste, illumed by reason's beam no more? Who pierce the deep, mysterious clouds that roll Around the shatter'd temple of the soul, Curtain'd with midnight?—low its columns lie, And dark the chambers of its imag'ry,3 Sunk are its idols now-and God alone May rear the fabric, by their fall o'erthrown! Yet, from its inmost shrine, by storms laid bare, Is heard an oracle that cries-" Beware! Child of the dust! but ransomed of the skies! One breath of Heaven—and thus thy glory dies! Haste, ere the hour of doom-draw nigh to him Who dwells above between the cherubim !" Spirit dethroned! and check'd in mid career, Son of the morning! exiled from thy sphere, Tell us thy tale !-Perchance thy race was run With science, in the chariot of the sun; Free as the winds the paths of space to sweep, Haply thine eye its ardent glance had cast Through the dim shades, the portals of the past; By the bright lamp of thought thy care had fed From the far beacon-lights of ages fled, The depths of time exploring, to retrace Or did thy power pervade the living lyre, Lord of th' ascendant! what avails it now, Though bright the laurels waved upon thy brow? What, though thy name, through distant empires heard, Bade the heart bound, as doth a battle-word? Was it for this thy still-unwearied eye Kept vigil with the watchfires of the sky, And commune with majestic thoughts that shine For this to woo their homage?—Thou hast sought All, save the wisdom with salvation fraught, Won every wreath-but that which will not die, Nor aught neglected-save eternity! And did all fail thee, in the hour of wrath, When burst th' o'erwhelming vials on thy path? Could not the voice of Fame inspire thee then, O spirit! scepter'd by the sons of men, With an immortal's courage, to sustain The transient agonies of earthly pain? -One, one there was, all-powerful to have saved, But left thee breathing, moving, lingering yet, The dagger, grasp'd in death-the brow, the eye, The soul's dark traces left in many a line Graved on his mein, who died," and made no sign!" Too deep that image of despair retain; See but th' Avenger's arm, forget th' Atoner's love! O Thou! th' unseen, th' all-seeing!-Thou whose ways, Mantled with darkness, mock all finite gaze, Who know'st no past, nor future Thou whose breath Goes forth, and bears to myriads, life or death! Oh! by His love, who, veiling Godhead's light, To moments circumscribed the Infinite, And Heaven and Earth disdain'd not to ally By that dread union-Man with Deity; Immortal tears o'er mortal woes who shed, And, ere he raised them, wept above the dead; Save, or we perish!-Let Thy word control The earthquakes of that universe—the soul; Pervade the depths of passion-speak once more The mighty mandate, guard of every shore, "Here shall thy waves be stay'd❞—in grief, in pain, The fearful poise of reason's sphere maintain, Thou, by whom suns are balanced!—thus secure In Thee shall Faith and Fortitude endure; Conscious of Thee, unfaltering, shall the just Look upward still, in high and holy trust, And by affliction guided to Thy shrine, The first, last thought of suffering hearts be Thine. And oh! be near, when, clothed with conquering power, The King of Terrors claims his own dread hour: When, on the edge of that unknown abyss, Which darkly parts us from the realm of bliss, |