WHO thou art I know not, But this much I know: Thou hast set the Pleiades In a silver row; Thou hast sent the trackless winds Loose upon their way; Thou hast reared a colored wall 'Twixt the night and day; Thou hast made the flowers to blow, And the stars to shine, Hid rare gems and richest ore In the tunneled mine— But, chief of all thy wondrous works, Supreme of all thy plan, Thou hast put an upward reach In the heart of Man! |