From conquest unto conquest thou dost rise
And hold’st dominion over realms divine,
Where, clear defined unto thy piercing eyes,
And fairer than Faith’s yearnful heart did ween
Stretches the vastness of the great Unseen.
III.
E’en where thy sight doth fail thou givest not o’er,
But still “beyond the red” thy spectraphone
The ray invisible transforms to tone,
Thus winning from the silence more and more;