XXIX.

"Oh, the dream within the dream! I saw celestial places even. Oh, the vistas of high palms Making finites of delight Through the heavenly infinite, Lifting up their green still tops To the heaven of heaven! Oh, the sweet life-tree that drops Shade like light across the river Glorified in its for-ever Flowing from the Throne! Oh, the shining holinesses Of the thousand, thousand faces God-sunned by the throned ONE, And made intense with such a love That, though I saw them turned above, Each loving seemed for also me! And, oh, the Unspeakable, the HE, The manifest in secrecies Yet of mine own heart partaker With the overcoming look Of One who hath been once forsook And blesseth the forsaker! Mother, mother, let me go Toward the Face that looketh so! Through the mystic winged Four Whose are inward, outward eyes Dark with light of mysteries And the restless evermore 'Holy, holy, holy,'--through The sevenfold Lamps that burn in view Of cherubim and seraphim,-- Through the four-and-twenty crowned Stately elders white around, Suffer me to go to Him!