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74 HYMN TO WISDOM.

Szìvemnek legfelségesi bálványa.

of thy votary's heart!

Wisdom! tell me where thou art!

Holy virgin! in the throng

Of mighty worlds I seek thy throne—

I seek thee, and have sought thee long—

Of loveliest ones, the loveliest one!

The right hand of the Deity

Graved in my heart thine image bright,

And the reflected ray from thee

Makes nature's darkness melt in light.

Blest daughter of the skies, who sheddest

Undying beams, and smiling spreadest

Th' eternal green and gifts of spring—

Thou, who o'er heaven's crystal gates dost fling

A light of purest, fairest glistening,

And standest at the portal listening

To songs which angel voices sing.