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hints.
The curtain of the dark
Is pierced by many a rent:
Out of the star-wells, spark on spark
Trickles through night's torn tent.
Is pierced by many a rent:
Out of the star-wells, spark on spark
Trickles through night's torn tent.
Grief is a tattered tent
Wherethrough God's light doth shine.
Who glances up, at every rent
Shall catch a ray divine.
Wherethrough God's light doth shine.
Who glances up, at every rent
Shall catch a ray divine.
Thou mayst not rest in any lovely thing,
Thou, who wert formed to seek and to aspire;
For no fulfilment of thy dreams can bring
The answer to thy measureless desire.
Thou, who wert formed to seek and to aspire;
For no fulfilment of thy dreams can bring
The answer to thy measureless desire.
The beauty of the round, green world is not
Of the world's essence; far within the sky
The tints which make this bubble bright are wrought:
The bubble bursts; the light can never die.
Of the world's essence; far within the sky
The tints which make this bubble bright are wrought:
The bubble bursts; the light can never die.
