THE PROPHET.

THE PROPHET.

Since the Eternal Judge to meThe Prophets’ power of vision lent,In human eyes I read, and seePages of vice and folly blent.To preach of love when I began,Teaching of truth and purity,My neighbours all, like devils, ranAnd took up stones to throw at me.Upon my head I ashes cast,And from the towns, a beggar, fled;And now I dwell in deserts vast,Just like the birds, by God’s hand fed.Keeping the laws of Providence,The brute creation serveth me;The stars hear me with confidence,With bright rays playing joyously.When through the noisy city’s wayI hurry onwards, in distraction,The old men to the children say,With smile of selfish satisfaction—“Behold, from him a warning take!He was too proud with us to dwell;The fool! That God through his lips spake—This was the tale he strove to tell.“Look, children! on him cast your eyes!How sad he is! how thin and pallid!How naked, and how poor and squalid!How all the wretched man despise!”

Since the Eternal Judge to meThe Prophets’ power of vision lent,In human eyes I read, and seePages of vice and folly blent.To preach of love when I began,Teaching of truth and purity,My neighbours all, like devils, ranAnd took up stones to throw at me.Upon my head I ashes cast,And from the towns, a beggar, fled;And now I dwell in deserts vast,Just like the birds, by God’s hand fed.Keeping the laws of Providence,The brute creation serveth me;The stars hear me with confidence,With bright rays playing joyously.When through the noisy city’s wayI hurry onwards, in distraction,The old men to the children say,With smile of selfish satisfaction—“Behold, from him a warning take!He was too proud with us to dwell;The fool! That God through his lips spake—This was the tale he strove to tell.“Look, children! on him cast your eyes!How sad he is! how thin and pallid!How naked, and how poor and squalid!How all the wretched man despise!”

Since the Eternal Judge to meThe Prophets’ power of vision lent,In human eyes I read, and seePages of vice and folly blent.

Since the Eternal Judge to me

The Prophets’ power of vision lent,

In human eyes I read, and see

Pages of vice and folly blent.

To preach of love when I began,Teaching of truth and purity,My neighbours all, like devils, ranAnd took up stones to throw at me.

To preach of love when I began,

Teaching of truth and purity,

My neighbours all, like devils, ran

And took up stones to throw at me.

Upon my head I ashes cast,And from the towns, a beggar, fled;And now I dwell in deserts vast,Just like the birds, by God’s hand fed.

Upon my head I ashes cast,

And from the towns, a beggar, fled;

And now I dwell in deserts vast,

Just like the birds, by God’s hand fed.

Keeping the laws of Providence,The brute creation serveth me;The stars hear me with confidence,With bright rays playing joyously.

Keeping the laws of Providence,

The brute creation serveth me;

The stars hear me with confidence,

With bright rays playing joyously.

When through the noisy city’s wayI hurry onwards, in distraction,The old men to the children say,With smile of selfish satisfaction—

When through the noisy city’s way

I hurry onwards, in distraction,

The old men to the children say,

With smile of selfish satisfaction—

“Behold, from him a warning take!He was too proud with us to dwell;The fool! That God through his lips spake—This was the tale he strove to tell.

“Behold, from him a warning take!

He was too proud with us to dwell;

The fool! That God through his lips spake—

This was the tale he strove to tell.

“Look, children! on him cast your eyes!How sad he is! how thin and pallid!How naked, and how poor and squalid!How all the wretched man despise!”

“Look, children! on him cast your eyes!

How sad he is! how thin and pallid!

How naked, and how poor and squalid!

How all the wretched man despise!”


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