ODE TO THE NORTHERN LIGHTS
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ODE TO THE NORTHERN LIGHTS
Aurora-borealis:—Thy secret vast
Hast ne'er by Man been found—
As, through the Ages of the Past
From Times remotest bound
When Night her sable curtains fold
O'er all the earth, then high
'Mid star-gemmed canopy—behold
Thy rays illume the sky!
Hast ne'er by Man been found—
As, through the Ages of the Past
From Times remotest bound
When Night her sable curtains fold
O'er all the earth, then high
'Mid star-gemmed canopy—behold
Thy rays illume the sky!
Canst tell—ye ice-bergs of the North—
Whence comes these waves of light
Whose golden splendor shimmers forth
To greet the Queen of Night—
Dost power that welds thy icy chain
And casts thy fetters strong
Ere thus make radiant thy domain
As the ages creep along?
Whence comes these waves of light
Whose golden splendor shimmers forth
To greet the Queen of Night—
Dost power that welds thy icy chain
And casts thy fetters strong
Ere thus make radiant thy domain
As the ages creep along?
Ye wavering light!—Afar on high
Shines forth, like chastening rod
That Power, reflecting on the sky
The mighty Hand of God!
Shines forth, like chastening rod
That Power, reflecting on the sky
The mighty Hand of God!
