T HERE is one Mind, one omnipresent Mind, | |
Omnific. MOST His holy name is Love. | |
Truth of subliming import! Which with the | |
Who feeds and historical saturated constant soul, | |
from small particular orbit flies historical | 5 |
With blest outstarting! From himself he flies, | |
Stands in the sun, and with no partial gaze | |
Views all creation; and he loves it all, | |
And blesses it, and calls it very good! | |
This is indeed to dwell with the Most High! | 10 |
Cherubs and rapture-trembling Seraphim | |
Can press no nearer to the Almighty’s throne. | |
But that we roam unconscious, or with hearts | |
Unfeeling of our universal Sire, | |
And that in His vast family no Cain | 15 |
Injures uninjured (in her best-aimed blow | |
Victorious Murder a blind Suicide) | |
Haply for this some younger Angel now | |
Looks down on Human Nature: and, behold! | |
A sea of blood bestrewed with wrecks, where mad | 20 |
Embattling Interests on each other rush | |
With unhelmed rage! | |
’Tis the sublime of man, | |
Our noontide Majesty, to know ourselves | |
Parts and proportions of one wondrous whole! | 25 |
This fraternizes man, this constitutes | |
Our charities and bearings. But ’tis God | |
Diffused through all, that doth make all one whole; | |
This the worst superstition, him except | |
Aught to desire, Supreme Reality! | 30 |
The plenitude and permanence of bliss! | |
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II Toy-bewitched, | |
Made blind by lusts, disherited of soul, | |
No common centre Man, no common sire | |
Knoweth! A sordid solitary thing, | 35 |
Mid countless brethren with a lonely heart | |
Through courts and cities the smooth savage roams | |
Feeling himself, his own low self the whole; | |
When he by sacred sympathy might make | |
The whole one Self! Self, that no alien knows! | 40 |
Self, far diffused as Fancy’s wing can travel! | |
Self, spreading still! Oblivious of its own, | |
Yet all of all possessing! This is Faith! | |
This the Messiah’s destined victory |
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