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Uriel

It fell in the ancient periods    Which the brooding soul surveys,

Or ever the wild Time coin'd itself    Into calendar months and days.  This was the lapse of Uriel,

Which in Paradise befell.

Once, among the Pleiads walking,

Sayd overheard the young gods talking;

And the treason, too long pent,

To his ears was evident.

The young deities

Laws of form, and metre just,

Orb, quintessence, and sunbeams,

What subsisteth, and what seems.

One, with low tones that decide,

And doubt and reverend use defied,

With a look that solved the sphere,

And stirr'd the devils everywhere,

Gave his sentiment

Against the being of a line.'Line in nature is not found;

Unit and universe are round;

In vain produced, all rays return;

Evil will bless, and ice will burn.'As Uriel spoke with piercing eye,

A shudder ran around the sky;

The stern old war-gods shook their heads;

The seraphs frown'd from myrtle-beds;

Seem'd to the holy

The rash word boded ill to all;

The balance-beam of Fate was bent;

The bounds of good and ill were rent;

Strong Hades could not keep his own,

But all slid to confusion.

A sad self-knowledge withering

On the beauty of Uriel;

In heaven once eminent, the

Withdrew that hour into his cloud;

Whether doom'd to long

In the sea of generation,

Or by knowledge grown too

To hit the nerve of feebler sight.

Straightway a forgetting

Stole over the celestial kind,

And their lips the secret kept,

If in ashes the fire-seed slept.

But, now and then, truth-speaking

Shamed the angels' veiling wings;

And, shrilling from the solar course,

Or from fruit of chemic force,

Procession of a soul in matter,

Or the speeding change of water,

Or out of the good of evil born,

Came Uriel's voice of cherub scorn,

And a blush tinged the upper sky,

And the gods shook, they knew not why

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Ralph Waldo Emerson

Ralph Waldo Emerson (May 25, 1803 – April 27, 1882), who went by his middle name Waldo, was an American essayist, lecturer, philosopher, and poe…
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