So if Thou hadst been scorned in human eyes,
Too bright and near to be a glory then;
If as Truth's artist, Thou hadst been to men
A setter forth of strange divinities;
To after times, Thou, born in midday skies,
A sun, high up, out-blazing sudden, when
Its light had had its centuries eight and ten
To travel through the wretched void that lies
'Twixt souls and truth, hadst been a Love and Fear,
Worshipped on high from Magian's mountain-crest,
And all night long symbol'd by lamp-flames clear;
Thy sign, a star upon thy people's breast,
Where now a strange mysterious shape doth lie,
That once barred out the sun in noontide sky.
Sonnet. About Jesus. Ix
George Macdonald
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Poem topics: fear, light, night, people, sky, star, travel, human, long, clear, bright, mysterious, lamp, mountain, shape, void, love, sun, truth, I love you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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