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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=118208" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The New Sinai</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Lo, here is God, and there is God!<br>Believe it not, O Man;<br>In such vain sort to this and that<br>The ancient heathen ran:<br>Though old Religion shake her head,<br>And say in bitter grief,<br>The day behold, at first foretold,<br>Of atheist unbelief:<br>Take better part, with manly heart,<br>Thine adult spirit can;<br>Receive it not, believe it not,<br>Believe it not, O Man!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">As men at dead of night awaked<br>With cries, ‘The king is here,’<br>Rush forth and greet whome’er they meet,<br>Whoe’er shall first appear;<br>And still repeat, to all the street,<br>‘’Tis he, the king is here;’<br>The long procession moveth on,<br>Each nobler form they see,<br>With changeful suit they still salute,<br>And cry, ’Tis he, ’tis he!’</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So, even so, when men were young,<br>And earth and heaven were new,<br>And His immediate presence He<br>From human hearts withdrew,<br>The soul perplexed and daily vexed<br>With sensuous False and True,<br>Amazed, bereaved, no less believed,<br>And fain would see Him too:<br>‘He is!’ the prophet-tongues proclaimed;<br>In joy and hasty fear,<br>‘He is!’ aloud replied the crowd,<br>Is here, and here, and here.’</div><div style="margin:10px 0">‘He is! They are!’ in distance seen<br>On yon Olympus high,<br>In those Avernian woods abide,<br>And walk this azure sky:<br>‘They are! They are!’ to every show<br>Its eyes the baby turned,<br>And blazes sacrificial, tall,<br>On thousand altars burned:<br>‘They are! They are!’ On Sinai’s top<br>Far seen the lightnings shone,<br>The thunder broke, a trumpet spoke,<br>And God said, ‘I am One.’</div><div style="margin:10px 0">God spake it out, ‘I, God, am One;’<br>The unheeding ages ran,<br>And baby-thoughts again, again,<br>Have dogged the growing man:<br>And as of old from Sinai’s top<br>God said that God is One,<br>By Science strict so speaks He now<br>To tell us, There is None!<br>Earth goes by chemic forces; Heaven’s<br>A Mecanique Celeste!<br>And heart and mind of human kind<br>A watch-work as the rest!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Is this a Voice, as was the Voice,<br>Whose speaking told abroad,<br>When thunder pealed, and mountain reeled,<br>The ancient truth of God?<br>Ah, not. the Voice; ’tis but the cloud,<br>The outer darkness dense,<br>Where image none, nor e’er was seen<br>Similitude of sense.<br>’Tis but the cloudy darkness dense<br>That wrapt the Mount around;<br>While in amaze the people stays,<br>To hear the Coming Sound.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Is there no prophet-soul the while<br>To dare, sublimely meek,<br>Within the shroud of blackest cloud<br>The Deity to seek?<br>’Midst atheistic systems dark,<br>And darker hearts’ despair,<br>That soul has heard perchance His word,<br>And on the dusky air<br>His skirts, as passed He by, to see<br>Hath strained on their behalf,<br>Who on the plain, with dance amain,<br>Adore the Golden Calf.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">’Tis but the cloudy darkness dense;<br>Though blank the tale it tells,<br>No God, no Truth! yet He, in sooth,<br>Is there, within it dwells;<br>Within the sceptic darkness deep<br>He dwells that none may see,<br>Till idol forms and idol thoughts<br>Have passed and ceased to be:<br>No God, no Truth! ah though, in sooth,<br>So stand the doctrine’s half:<br>On Egypt’s track return not back,<br>Nor own the Golden Calf.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Take better part, with manlier heart,<br>Thine adult spirit can;<br>No God, no Truth, receive it ne’er,<br>Believe it ne’er, O Man!<br>But turn not then to seek again<br>What first the ill began;<br>No God, it saith; ah, wait in faith<br>God’s self-completing plan;<br>Receive it not, but leave it not,<br>And wait it out, O Man!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">‘The Man that went the cloud within<br>Is gone and vanished quite;<br>He cometh not,’ the people cries,<br>‘Nor bringeth God to sight:<br>Lo these thy gods, that safety give,<br>Adore and keep the feast!’<br>Deluding and deluded cries<br>The Prophet’s brother-Priest:<br>And Israel all bows down to fall<br>Before the gilded beast.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Devout, indeed! that priestly creed,<br>O Man, reject as sin;<br>The clouded hill attend thou still,<br>And him that went within.<br>He yet shall bring some worthy thing<br>For waiting souls to see:<br>Some sacred word that he hath heard<br>Their light and life shall be;<br>Some lofty part, than which the heart<br>Adopt no nobler can,<br>Thou shalt receive, thou shalt believe<br>And thou shalt do, O Man!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Arthur+Hugh+Clough">Arthur Hugh Clough</a><div class=q>
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