Classic Poem

Thyself the filler of thy own abyss,
Thyself the Great Eternity of Bliss!
All When, and Where, in T HEE imbosom'd lay,
The blaze of majesty, and self born day;
No void was found, where E NDLESS B EAUTY beamed;
No darkness, where E SSENTIAL G LORY flamed;
No want, no solitude, where T HOU wer't blest,
And in Thyself the unbounded whole possest.

Of Reason T HOU the co-eternal cause,
Thyself all Reason, and thy Will all Laws;
All reasoning Will with powerful Wisdom fraught!
Thy Wisdom, one unchanging endless thought,
Where all potential natures were survey'd,
And even in pre-existence lay display'd —
All, all — things past — now present — yet to be,
G REAT I NTELLECT ! were present all to T HEE ;
While T HOU sole Infinite Essential reign'd,
And of finites the Infinity contain'd,
Ideal entities in One S UPREME ,
Distinguish'd endless, yet with T HEE the same,
Thy Power their essence, and thy Will their claim.
Whence — at T HY W ORD , worlds caught the potent sound,
And into being leapt this wondrous round.
Pois'd on T HY W ILL the universal hung;
Attraction to its C ENTRAL M AGNET clung;
Thy spacious grasp the mighty convex closed;
Soft on T HY C ARE incumbent worlds reposed:
Within, throughout, no Second Cause presides,
And One S OLE H AND the mazed volution guides!
Hence E NDLESS G OOD , hence E NDLESS O RDER springs;
Hence that importance in minutest things;
And endless hence Dependence must endure,
B LEST IN HIS W ILL, AND IN HIS P OWER SECURE !