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regions inaccessible to sight
 * We catch at times a momentary gleam
 * As of celestial mysteries that stream

In distant realms of unimagined light; Then, rapt as from a restless, fevered night,
 * There breaks upon our little finite dream
 * The vision of immortal dawn supreme—

The nameless threshold of the Infinite.

Who knows such moments needs no other sign;
 * Faith proves itself, and in the soul there wakes

Conviction of a purpose, vast, benign;
 * As Spring thrills through the apathetic clod,
 * Upon the barren wastes of doubt there breaks
 * A sudden boundless consciousness of God!