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Lovely was the Death
Of Him, whose Life was Love! Holy with power
He on the thought-benighted Sceptic beam'd
Manifest Godhead, melting into day40
What Mists dim-floating of Idolatry
Split and mishap'd the Omnipresent Sire:
And first by Terror, Mercy's startling prelude,
Uncharm'd the Spirit spell-bound with earthy lusts
Till of it's nobler Nature it 'gan feel45
Dim recollections; and thence soar'd to Hope,
Strong to believe whate'er of mystic good
Th' Eternal dooms for his Immortal Sons.
From Hope and stronger Faith to perfect Love
Attracted and absorb'd: and center'd there50
God only to behold, and know, and feel,
Till by exclusive Consciousness of God
