The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1858-12-18
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The Seen and the Unseen.
On the Gred. Exhibition, 1851.
BY II. BOSAR.

H. yon burst of crystal splendor,
Sunlight, starlight, blcnt in one,
Starlight set in arctic azure,
Sunlight from the burning zone!
Gold and silver, gems and marble,
A II creations icwelry,
Earth's uncovered waste of riches,
Treasures Of the ancient sea,
Heir OF glory,
What is that to thee and me
Iris and Aurora braided,-
How the woven cOlors shine
Snow-glcams from an Alpine submits,
Torch-lights from spar rooted mine.
Like Arabias matchless palace,
Child of magic's strong decree,
One vast globe of sapphire,
Floors, walls. columns, canopy.
Heir OF glory,
What is that to thee and me
Forms Of beauty, shapes of wonder
Trophies of triumphant toll
Never Athens, Rome, Palmyra,
Gazed on such costly spoil.
Dazzling the bewildered vision,
More than princely pomp we see;
What the blaze of the Allambra,
Dome Of emerald, to thee ?
Heir Of glory,
What is that TO thee and me 7
Farthest cities from their riches
FartheSt empires muster here,
Art her jubilee proclaiming
To the nations. far and near.
From the crowd in wonder gazing,
Science claims the PROSTATE knee,
This her temple. diamond blazing,
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Heir Of glory,
What is that to thee and me
Listen to her tale OF wonder,
OF her plastic potent spell;
IT'S big and braggart story,
Yet she tells it fair and well.
She, the gifted. gay magician,
distress of earth air and sea-
This majectic apl ar ton,
Offspring Of her sorcery.
Heir of glory,
What is that to thee and me7
What to that fer Which we're waiting
Is this glterng earthly t"yl
Heavenly glory, holy spl.ndor,
sum OF grandeur, sum Of joy.
Not the gems that time can tarnish,
Not the hucs that dim and die,
Not the glow that cheats the lover,
Shaded with mortality.
Heir of glory,
That shall be- for thee and me!
Not the light that leaves us darker,
Not the CLEANS that come and go,
Not the mrtl whose end is madness,
Not the JOY whose fruits is woe;
Not the notes that die at sunset,
Not the fashion of day,
But the everlasting beauty,
And the endless melody.
Heir Of glory,
That shall be for thee and me!
City of the pearl bright portal,
City Of the Jasper wall,
City of the golden pavement,
Seat of endless festival;
City OF Jehovah, Salem,
City of eternity.
To thy bridal halls o. gladness,
From this PRISON would fee.
Heir Of glory,
That Shall be for thee and ne!
All! with such strange spells around me
Fairrst Of what earth calls fair,
How | need thy fairer image
To undo the syrcn snare
Lest the subtle serpent temptcr
Lure me with his radent lie;
AS if sin were sin no longer,
Life were no more vanity.
Heir Of glory,
What is that to thee and me- 7
Yes. | need thee, heavenly city,
Ny low spirit to upbuar;
Yes, need thee ,-earth's entertainments
So beguilc me with their glare.
Let me see thee, then these letters
Break asundrr; | am free;
Then this pomp no longer chains me,
Faith has won the victory.
Heir Of glory,
That Shall be for thee and me
Soon, where earthly beauty blinds not,
Nor excess of bril!iance pals,
Salem, city of the holy,
We shall be within thy walls.
There beside yon crystal river,
There, leleath lifc's wondrous tree
There with n"uglt to cloud Of sever,
Ever with the Lamb to be!
Heir Of glory,
That Shall be for the and me z!