In pure unsullied beauty; thence to pierce
Through the rich vision, and the fair array,
And deeply search each hidden spring and cause
Till, link by link, the golden chain is found
That binds creation to the Throne of Power.
How full of wonder man’s first ardent gaze
Around the earth, in daylight beauty bright;
But higher wonder must have stirred his soul—
More deep religious awe—when first the night
Revealed the glories of her ebon shade,