“Strange Power! mysterious Destiny!
Thou who dost love to sit, alone,
With moveless lip, and brooding eye,
Close beside the’ eternal throne;
When from the Godhead’s forming hand
The globe leapt forth, He gave command
That Thou shouldst guard the circling sphere,
And guide, and balance, and control
The mighty mass, the breathing soul,
And heed the vast machinery roll
Through Time’s immortal year.
“Or may it be, as some have thought,
That from the very birth of Time,
While yet this whirling globe was not,
Thy primal spirit ruled sublime;
That, when the mighty Being came
To forge this world’s
(John Kenyon)
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