LYRICS OF THE HEART AND MIND. These Days. I. HASTE! the poor old Earth is dying, Do GOD service while you can; Haste! too hurriedly is flying All this halcyon chance of man ; Haste! for Time shall be no longer;— All Creation seems to tend In a rapid ever stronger To that cataract, The End! B II. Lo! the cycled years revolving Turn to their first goal again,— Every Sphynx-enigma solving, Every riddle reading plain; All things speak to man sublimely With Apocalyptic mouth, Nature's consummation timely Telling out from North to South! III. Yea, what privilege and gladness Dwell with modern men and things, Vainly waited for in sadness By old prophets and old kings! Children see what sages doubted, Peasants know what patriarchs guess'd, And the sword of Truth has routed Every lie from East to West, |