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That one long dirge moan sad and deep	A
Low muffled by the solemn stress	B
Of such emotion as doth steep	A
The soul in brooding quietness	C
Befits our anguished time too well	D
Whose Life march is a funeral knell	D
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Dirge for a mighty Creed outworn	E
Its spirit fading from the earth	F
Its mouldering body left forlorn	E
Weak idol feeding scornful mirth	F
In shallow hearts divine no more	G
Save to some ignorant pagan poor	H
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And some who know how by Its light	I
The past world well did walk and live	J
And feel It even now more bright	I
Than any lamp mere men can give	K
So cling to It with yearning faith	L
Yet own It almost quenched in death	M
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While many who win wealth and power	N
And honours serving at Its shrine	E
Rather than lose their worldly dower	O
Proclaim their dead thing 'Life divine'	E
And sacrifice to coward lust	P
Their own souls' truth a peoplc's trust	P
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And will none mourn the mighty Dead	Q
Pillar of heavenly fire and cloud	R
Which through this life's wild desert led	Q
For whole millenniums each grand crowd	R
Of sages bards saints heroes all	S
Whose names we glory to recall	S
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None mourn Him dead with deep moved soul	T
Whom living all our sires adored	U
None feel the heavy darkness roll	T
Stifling about us when the Lord	U
Leaves us to walk by our own light	I
That one pale speck in boundless Night	I
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That earthly lamp when sun and star	V
When all the heavenly lights are lost	W
Does it shed radiance round afar	V
Our pathway is by deep gulfs cross'd	W
It fathoms none We lift it high	X
It casts not one beam on the sky	X
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If He thus died as no more fit	Y
To lead the modern marcli of thought	Z
Supreme commanding guiding it	Y
With noblest love and wisdom fraught	Z
He was at least Divine and none	E
Of human souls can lead it on	E
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We pine in our dark living tomb	A2
Waiting the God illumined One	E
Who only can disperse the gloom	A2
Completing what the Dead begun	E
Or farther leading us some space	B2
Toward our eternal resting place	B2
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But Israel wanders shepherdless	B2
Or gloom involved unloving lies	B2
And in despair's stark sinfulness	B2
Reviles the promised Paradise	B2
It cannot reach Father divine	E
Let us not long thus hopeless pine	E
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Still the deep dirge notcs long and low	C2
Breathe forth strange anguish to recall	S
Could we forget our direst woe	C2
A proud strong Age fast losing all	S
Earth has of heaven bereft of faith	L
And living in Eternal Death	M
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And loudly boastful of such life	D2
Blinded by our material might	I
Absorbed in frantic worldly strife	D2
Unconscious of the utter Night	I
Whose palpable and monstrous gloom	A2
Is gathering for our spirits' tomb	A2
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We feel as gods in our own hearts	B2
Seeming to conquer Time and Space	B2
Wealth gorging our imperial marts	B2
Earth pregnant from the fierce embrace	B2
Our matter lusting spirits press	B2
With unexampled fruitfulness	B2
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God answering well our worldly prayer	E2
Our hearts' chief prayer through all the hours	B2
Of selfish joy and sordid care	E2
Comes down to us in golden showers	B2
God turns to Mammon at our cry	X
Our souls wealth crushed dross stifled lie	X
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Those few how rich while this great mass	B2
Myriads with equal greed for gold	F2
Sink in such want and woe alas	B2
As never can on earth be told	F2
These starve and those yet wealthier rise	B2
Meanwhile in both the spirit dies	B2
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Hear now the thrilling dirge notes peal	G2
The anguished cry in thunder rolls	B2
The few yet left who think and feel	G2
Who yearn with strenuous soaring souls	B2
For more than earth or time can grant	H2
Where where shall they appease their want	I2
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Black disbelief substantial doubt	J2
Wreathe blent into one louring cloud	R
Through which Heaven's light can scarce shine out	J2
Round all the Faiths all in such shroud	R
Fade ghostlike to th' entombing Past	K2
Our Heaven is wildly overcast	K2
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Yet each Creed senile sick half dead	Q
With bitter spite and doting rage	L2
Reviles all others Whoso led	Q
By thirst of love to pilgrimage	M2
Seeks now old God given Wells of Life	D2
Finds drought dry centres of vain strife	D2
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And turns away in blank despair	E2
To scoff or weep as fits his mood	N2
God in Heaven hear our prayer	E2
We know Thou art Allwise Allgood	O2
Yet sink in godless misery	P2
Oh teach us how to worship Thee	P2
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PART II	Q2
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The great Form lies there nerveless still	R2
But as we fix our longing gaze	B2
It grows in grandest beauty till	R2
We worship in entranced amaze	B2
Such holy love and wisdom seem	S2
To be there rapt in heavenly dream	S2
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Oh if He may once more awake	T2
Oh if it be not death but sleep	A
And He from that dread slumber break	T2
Refreshed and strong full powered to sweep	A
The darkness from our path again	E
Once more the Guiding Star of men	E
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Yet though it be death view It well	D
The brow how nobly high and broad	U2
What love on those shut lips might well	D
This Form sublimely templed God	V2
And if not perfect is a shrine	E
Approaching well the most divine	E
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Do not turn hastily away	W2
From mighty death to petty life	D2
Gaze in deep reverence on the clay	W2
With such a soul's expression rife	D2
Read here read long the features worn	E
By One incarnate Heavenly born	E
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So may we hope to recognise	B2
That Greater One who shall succeed	X2
This death bound Monarch who now lies	B2
In mute appealing for our need	X2
God cannot long desert His earth	F
In the Old's death the New has birth	F
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What say we we know well this truth	Y2
There is no death for the Divine	E
Which lives in ever perfect youth	Y2
The Form alone its earthly shrine	E
Is subject to earth's mortal sway	W2
Sickens and dies and rots away	W2
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Thus each Form in its turn expires	B2
No more with all revealed Truth rife	D2
Which even at that time inspires	B2
Some new and nobler form with life	D2
Grander and vaster to express	B2
More of Its infinite heavenliness	B2
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Thus has it been since Time's first birth	F
Thus must it be for evermore	G
Still lie moth eaten on the earth	F
Old garments which this Spirit wore	G
Till soiled and rent they were off thrown	E
And wider flowing robes put on	E
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They could not grow with His great growth	Z2
Pauseless though slow throughout the years	B2
And vainly worshippers so loath	Z2
To leave what lengthened use endears	B2
May still the empty robes adore	G
Their virtue was from Him who wore	G
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Let none say the Divine is dead	Q
Although this Form be soul less quite	I
The Heavenly Sun doth ever shed	Q
His lifeful heat His saving light	I
Never our earth doth lose His ray	W2
Save when she turns herself away	W2
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Let none say the Divine is dumb	A3
Although His voice no more we hear	B3
It is that we are deaf become	A3
For measured to each eye and ear	B3
His glory shines His voice outspeaks	B2
To each He gives the most it seeks	B2
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Our spirits may for ever grow	C2
And He will fill them as before	G
And still their measure overflow	C2
With His unlessened infinite More	G
He gives us all we can receive	C3
He teaches all we can believe	C3
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The pure can see Him perfect pure	D3
The strong feel Him Omnipotence	B2
The wise All wise He is obscure	D3
But to the gross and earth bound sense	B2
Alas for us with blinded sight	I
Who dare to cry There is no light	I
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PART III	Q2
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Nay ask us not to rise and leave	C3
Him from whom power and life seem gone	E
Say not that it is weak to grieve	C3
Duty does not now urge us on	E
In vain ye urge too well we know	C2
We cannot by our own strength go	C2
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Vainly ye choose you Saviours now	E
Of men however good and wise	B2
Be those your mean faith would endow	E
With power to which no man can rise	B2
No best men living lure our faith	L
From the Divine though veiled in death	M
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Vainly ye wander every way	W2
Throughout the earth in search of Heaven	E
Changing your useless path each day	W2
With each new transient impulse given	E
By human guides who still agree	P2
In naught but fallibility	P2
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We should know better from the lore	G
Of worldly wisdom keen mistrust	P
On which our minds so love to pore	G
Nor leave for any child of dust	P
This One Divine to Him adhere	E3
Till the diviner One appear	E3
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My brothers let us own the truth	Y2
Bitter and mournful though it be	P2
That we who spent our dreary youth	Y2
In foul and sensual slavery	P2
Are all too slavish too unmanned	F3
For Conquerors of the Promised Land	F3
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In unprogressive wanderings	B2
We pl	C2