Bright shadows of true rest! some shoots of bliss, Heaven once a week; The next world's gladness prepossessed in this; A day to seek Eternity in time; the steps by which We climb above all ages; lamps that light Man through his heap of dark days; and the rich And full redemption of the whole week's flight. 2 The pulleys unto headlong man; time's bower; The narrow way; Transplanted Paradise; God's walking hour; The cool o' th' day; The Creatures' @3jubilee@1; God's parle with dust; Heaven here; man on those hills of myrrh and flowers; Angels descending; the returns of trust; A gleam of glory, after six-days-showers. 3 The Church's love-feasts; time's prerogative And interest Deducted from the whole; the combs and hive, And home of rest. The milky way chalked out with suns; a clue That guides through erring hours; and in full story A taste of Heav'n on earth; the pledge and cue Of a full feast; and the out-courts of glory. |