INVOCATION.
Reading edition
{V, vi., August, 1832.}
Say, Lord! for Thou alone canst tell Where lurks the good invisible Amid the depths of discord's sea— That seem, alas! so dark to me! Oppressive to a mighty state, Contentions, feuds, the people's hate— But who dare question that which fate Has ordered to have been? Haply the earthquake may unfold The resting-place of purest gold, And haply surges up have rolled The pearls that were unseen! G.W.M. REYNOLDS.