Oh, Could We Lift The Future's Sable

Art Is A Man's Nature; Nature Is God's Art.

Who Can Mistake Great Thoughts? They Seize Upon The Mind; Arrest And Search, And Shake It; Bow The Tall Soul As By Wind; Rush Over It Like A River Reeds.

The Sun, Centre And Sire Of Light, The Keystone Of The World-built Arch Of Heaven.

When I Forget That The Stars Shine In Air-- When I Forget That Beauty Is In Stars-- When I Forget That Love With Beauty Is-- Will I Forget Thee: Till Then All Things Else.

What Are Ye Orbs? The Words Of God? The Scriptures Of The Skies?