Shadows (Howe)/Proportion
HERE rose a star above the hill
Across the bay;
Through the night-spaces vast and still
Shone the great ray;
Beneath it glowed a lesser light
By mortal lit,
Yet through the dark a path as bright
Led back to it.
PROPORTION
HERE rose a star above the hillAcross the bay;
Through the night-spaces vast and still
Shone the great ray;
Beneath it glowed a lesser light
By mortal lit,
Yet through the dark a path as bright
Led back to it.
Here in the day a bird flies by,
Above the trees;
On other vision bent, mine eye
Unheeding sees.
Was it a distant eagle's wing
That clove the blue,
Or some near insect harvesting
The honey's dew?
Above the trees;
On other vision bent, mine eye
Unheeding sees.
Was it a distant eagle's wing
That clove the blue,
Or some near insect harvesting
The honey's dew?
If eyes deceive, then let my soul
See clear and straight;
Through all appearance, part and whole,
Stand separate!
Know, soul, what things are near, what far,
Sift great from small;
Seize, soul,—whate'er the visions are,—
The truth in all.
See clear and straight;
Through all appearance, part and whole,
Stand separate!
Know, soul, what things are near, what far,
Sift great from small;
Seize, soul,—whate'er the visions are,—
The truth in all.