BIRTHDAY ODE.
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Yea, even at night's full noon ep. 7
Light's birth-song brake in tune,
Spake, witnessing that with us one must be,
God; naming so by name
That priests have brought to shame
The strength whose scourge sounds on the smitten sea;
The mystery manifold of might
Which bids the wind give back to night the things of night.280
Even God, the unknown of all time; force or thought, str. 8
Nature or fate or will,
Clothed round with good and ill,
Veiled and revealed of all things and of nought,