Eternity embowers:
Ere faulty Man his Hour began
’T had rung the heavenly towers
With echoing shaft-peals, that now waft
Earth with ecstatic showers.
With hesitant ruth we ponder Truth,
Thou sing’st as thou dost know it—
Beholding it all wonder-writ,
Then unto us to show it
In sweeping tune, unwrought, pure-hewn,