GIimpses of Heaven.
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"Tis like the lightning, that hath ce ,sed be.


Ere we can say, 1t lightens.' '"-ShaksPeare.
Glimpses Of heaven oh, that might behold you
Might gaze, though but a moment, on yOur light,
And catch your glory, and in rapture fold you


Within my heart, flowers that should know no bl hit
Where shall | seek ye many say they find you:
ie glimpses visions, whatsoe'er ye are,
Has any spell Of wandering fancy tyined you


About the sudden flashing Of star :
When the red clouds at sunset part, and show
An azure streak, Of purest, calmsst lights
When the bright DEVELOPS ON the Garth below US,
moment glitter in the sun-ray brisht;
When CLEANS sudden moonbean on the ocean,
And lights il for instant in its sleep;
There glimpse Of heaven in each emotion


That thriileIh through the bosom, pure and deep.
And when the death Of some pale Violet, blowing
Alone in autumn, through the heart doth bring,
For Tas ast moment bright current flowing


With all the light and radiancy of spring
And when strain Of music in the even


Steals on the spit, I'LL the slow teas start,
Are not such moments glimpses, sent fr"m heaven,
To light the darkness Of the human heart!
Gmpses of heaven. ye come, ye bless, yc leave US,
Ere speak the ecstacy we feel;
Ye come, even earthly sorrows g. love us,


Softening the anguish that We cannot hcaii
And ye are sent in your mild radiance often,


To tempt onward 10 your native sphere,
Where We shall have no weary wo to soften,


And shine without the clouds that bind ye here