Even the House of the Lord;
Porch bent and pillar bowed:
For the presence of the Lord,
In the glory of his cloud,
Had filled the House of the Lord.
Second Speaker, as Renan
Gone now! All gone across the dark so far,
Sharpening fast, shuddering ever, shutting still,
Dwindling into the distance, dies that star
Which came, stood, opened once! We gazed our fill