Beside His Deep, for ever calm,
I kneel in caves of Prophecy.
“O Eastern Book! It cannot change!
Of books beside, the type, the mould—
It stands like yon Carmelian range
By our Elias trod of old!”
Here are the sonnets:
“COMPOSED AT RYDAL,
“Sept, 1860.
“The last great man by manlier times bequeathed