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From the mystic sidereal spaces	A
In the noon of a night 'mid of May	B
Came a spirit that murmured to me	C
Or was it the dream of a dream	D
No no from the purest of places	A
Where liveth the highest of races	A
In an unfallen sphere far away	B
And it wore Immortality's gleam	D
Came a Being Hath seen on the sea	C
The sheen of some silver star shimmer	E
'Thwart shadows that fall dim and dimmer	E
O'er a wave half in dream on the deep	F
It shone on me thus in my sleep	F
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Was I sleeping Is sleep but the closing	G
In the night of our eyes from the light	H
Doth the spirit of man e'en then rest	I
Or doth it not toil all the more	J
When the earth wearied frame is reposing	G
Is the vision then veiled the less bright	H
When the earth from our sight hath been taken	K
The fetters of senses off shaken	K
The soul doth it not then awaken	K
To the light on Infinity's shore	J
And is not its vision then best	I
And truest and farthest and clearest	L
In night is not heaven the nearest	M
Ah me let the day have his schemers	C
Let them work on their ways as they will	N
And their workings I trow have their worth	O
But the unsleeping spirits of dreamers	C
In hours when the world voice is still	N
Are building with faith without falter	E
Bright steps up to heaven's high altar	E
Where lead all the aisles of the earth	O
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Was I sleeping I know not or waking	G
The body was resting I ween	K
Meseems it was o'ermuch tired	P
With the toils of the day that had gone	K
When sudden there came the bright breaking	G
Of light thro' a shadowy screen	K
And with the brightness there blended	Q
The voice of the Being descended	Q
From a star ever pure of all sin	K
In music too sweet to be lyred	Q
By the lips of the sinful and mortal	R
And oh how the pure brightness shone	K
As shines thro' the summer morn's portal	R
Rays golden and white as the snow	K
As white as the flakes ah no whiter	E
Only angelic wings may be brighter	E
When they flash o'er the brow of some woe	K
That walketh this shadowed below	K
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The soul loseth never its seeing	G
In the goings of night and of day	Q
It graspeth the Infinite Far	S
No wonder there may come some Being	G
As if it had wandered astray	Q
At times down the wonder filled way	Q
As to me in the midnight of May	Q
From its home in some glory crowned star	S
Where evil hath never left traces	C
Where dwelleth the highest of races	C
Save the angels that circle the throne	K
In a grace far beyond all our graces	C
Whose Christ is the same as our own	K
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Yea I ween the star spaces are teeming	G
With the gladness of life and of love	T
No no I am not at all dreaming	G
The Below's hands enclasp the Above	T
'Tis a truth that is more than a seeming	G
Creation is many tho' one	K
And we are the last of its creatures	C
This earth bears the sign of our sin	K
From the highest the evil came in	K
Yet ours are the same human features	C
That veiled long agone the Divine	K
How comes it O holy Creator	E
That we not the first but the latter	E
Of varied and numberless beings	C
Springing forth in Thy loving decreeings	C
That we are of all the most Thine	K
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Yea we are the least and the lowly	C
The half of our history gone	K
We look up the Infinite slope	U
In faith and we walk on in hope	U
But think ye from here to the Holy	C
Of Holies beyond yon still sky	G
O'er the stars that forever move on	K
I' the heavens beyond the bright Third	Q
In glory's ineffable light	Q
Where the Father and Spirit and Word	Q
Reign circled by angels all bright	Q
Ah think you 'tween Here and that Yonder	E
There is naught but the silence of death	V
There's naught of love's wish or life's wonder	E
And naught but an infinite night	Q
No no the great Father is fonder	E
Of breathing His life giving breath	V
Into beings of numberless races	C
And from here on and up to His throne	K
The Trinity's beautiful faces	C
In countlessly various traces	C
Are seen in more stars than our own	K
This earth telleth not half the story	C
Of the infinite heart of our God	Q
The heavens proclaim of His glory	C
The least little part and His power	E
Broke not its sceptre when earth	O
Was beckoned by Him into birth	O
Is He resting I wonder to night	Q
Can He rest when His love sways His will	N
Will He rest ere His glory shall fill	N
All spaces below and above	T
With beings to know and to love	T
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Creation when was it begun	K
Who knows its first day Nay none	K
And then what ken among men	K
Can tell when the last work is done	K
Is He resting I wonder to night	Q
Doth He ever grow weary of giving	G
To Darknesses rays of His light	Q
Doth He ever grow weary of giving	G
To Nothings the rapture of living	G
And waiting awhile for His sight	Q
If His will rules His glorious power	E
And if love sways His beautiful will	N
Is He not e'en in this very hour	E
Going on with love's wonder work still	N
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Let me pray just awhile for betimes	C
My spirit is clouded and then	K
Strange darknesses creep o'er my rhymes	C
Till prayer lendeth light to my pen	K
And then shall I better unfold	Q
The story to me that was told	Q
Of the unfallen star far away	Q
In the noon of the night 'mid of May	Q
By the beautiful Being who came	W
With the pure and the beautiful name	W
Call me Zeila the bright spirit said	Q
And passed from my vision afar	S
With rapture I bowed down my head	Q
And dreamed of that unfallen star	S

Abram Joseph Ryan

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