MYSTERY.
Reading edition
All things are dark! A mystery shrouds the same
Yon gorgeous sun or twilight’s feeble star.
We feel, but who can analyze the flame
That wanders calmly from those realms afar?
Science may soar, but soon she finds a bar
Against her wing: and so she spends a life
Of sleepless doubt and agonizing strife,
Like some mad mind with its own self at war:
And many will repine, repine in vain,
And in their impious frenzy almost curse
This all-encircling, adamantine chain
That binds the portal of the Universe.
Not so the wize! for they delight to see
His might and glory in this mystery.