Page:The poems of Richard Watson Gilder, Gilder, 1908.djvu/407

Rh But on the enormous currents silently

That flood the unseen channels of still force,

Or with the sound of earthquake and the shout

Of circling storms complete an unknown doom.

Thine is the fate and function mystical,

In forms of lyric and eternal art,

Clearly to utter and re-syllable

The primal Word:—So is thy verse of kin

To the sea-shell, the lily, and the leaf.

It hath a natural right and majesty,

Being of the infinite, all-evolving power

True jet and symbol; kin to the morning star

That in the sky of dawn sings with its mates.

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