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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=115252" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>To the sun</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Thou glorious lamp of Space! Thou that dost flood<br>  The void of heaven with brightness! in thy glow<br>  Unnumbered worlds, age after age, have trod<br>  In their appointed paths, and yet the flow<br>  Of brightness hath not ebbed. -- Before thy brow<br>  The stars still veil themselves; thy burning glance<br>  Is all unquenched, undimmed, unchanged e'en now,<br>  As when the finger of Omnipotence<br> Pointed to thee thy throne amid the vast expanse.<br> <br>  Yes, all unchanged. -- As on that morn when rang<br>  The shout of joy as forth thy rays were spread,<br>  While all the morning stars together sang,<br>  So thou art now. The morning stars have fled,<br>  The towering hill with age has bowed its head,<br>  The sea has changed its home with the dry land,<br>  The earth has gathered in her countless dead,<br>  Again and yet again -- but thou dost stand,<br> Exhaustless and unmoved, upheld by God's own hand.<br> <br>  Thy beams rest not alone where monarchs dwell,<br>  They linger round the cottage of the poor,<br>  And pierce the grating of the captive's cell;<br>  And when thou lookest on the lowliest flower<br>  That lifts its head to thee for one short hour,<br>  Thy glances just as mildly, gently burn<br>  As when thou gazest on the loftiest tower,<br>  Or on the countless worlds that round thee turn.<br> Oh! what a lesson here might human frailty learn.<br> <br>  Thou look'st upon the earth, and in thy rays<br>  She brings her increase forth. Thine early light<br>  Unfolds the bud, and thy intenser gaze<br>  The blushing summer flower. Thou takest thy flight<br>  And o'er the earth then walks the starry night;<br>  Thou guidest the waters of the unquiet main,<br>  Whose billows foam and tremble in their might --<br>  For o'er the winds of heaven thou hold'st thy reign,<br> From the soft, flower-kissed breeze to the wild hurricane.<br> <br>  When I behold thy bright, alchemic glance<br>  A flood of gold-light o'er the landscape throw,<br>  And every cloud that decks the blue expanse,<br>  Beneath thy gaze with deeping blushes glow;<br>  Or when I see thee tint the heavenly bow,<br>  Or in thy gaze the icebound waters melt,<br>  As spring returns before thy burning brow,<br>  I wonder not that Persia's children knelt,<br> And deemed thou was the Heaven wherein the Eternal dwelt.<br> <br>  Thou isle of brightness 'mid an azure sea!<br>  As oft I gaze on thee at closing day,<br>  I feel my spirit fluttering to be free, --<br>  To cast its bonds of ignorance away,<br>  And learn thy mysteries; and then I say,<br>  Peace, restless spirit! -- yet a little time<br>  And your frail prison will have changed to clay,<br>  And thou shalt stand before the throne of Him<br> To whose veiled brow of light this glorious lamp is dim!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Anne+Lynch+Botta">Anne Lynch Botta</a> from <i>Poems</i><div class=q>
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