Preparing for the Sixth Epoch
> Spirit sublime, thou gav'st me, gav'st me all > For which I prayed. Not unto me in vain > Hast thou thy countenance revealed in fire. > Thou gav'st me Nature as a kingdom grand, > With power to feel and to enjoy it. Thou > Not only cold, amazed acquaintance yield'st > But grantest, that in her profoundest breast > I gaze, as in the bosom of a friend. > The ranks of living creatures thou dost lead > Before me, teaching me to know my brothers > In air and water and the silent wood. > And when the storm in forests roars and grinds, > The giant firs, in falling neighbor bough > And neighbor trunks with crushing weight bear down, > And falling, fill the hills with hollow thunders; > Then to the cave secure thou leadest me, > Then show'st me mine own self, and in my breast > The deep mysterious miracles unfold.