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ECCLESIASTICAL SONNETS

IN SERIES, 1821-22. PART III.

XLVII. CONCLUSION

          WHY sleeps the future, as a snake enrolled,
          Coil within coil, at noon-tide? For the WORD
          Yields, if with unpresumptuous faith explored,
          Power at whose touch the sluggard shall unfold
          His drowsy rings. Look forth!--that Stream behold,
          THAT STREAM upon whose bosom we have passed
          Floating at ease while nations have effaced
          Nations, and Death has gathered to his fold
          Long lines of mighty Kings--look forth, my Soul!
          (Nor in this vision be thou slow to trust)                  10
          The living Waters, less and less by guilt
          Stained and polluted, brighten as they roll,
          Till they have reached the eternal City--built
          For the perfected Spirit of the just!


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