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Dinah Maria Mulock - On The Cliff-Top
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FACE upward to the sky 
Quiet I lie: 
Quiet as if the finger of God`s will 
Had bade this human mechanism "be still!" 
And sent the intangible essence, this strange I, 
All wondering forth to His eternity. 

Below, the sea`s sound, faint 
As dying saint 
Telling of gone-by sorrows long at rest: 
Above, the fearless sea-gull`s shimmering breast 
Painted a moment on the dark blue skies-- 
A hovering joy, that while I watch it flies. 

Alike unheeded now 
Old griefs, and thou 
Quick-wingèd Joy, that like a bird at play 
Pleasest thyself to visit me to-day: 
On the cliff-top, earth dim and heaven clear, 
My soul lies calmly, above hope--or fear. 

But not--(do Thou forbid 
Whose stainless lid 
Wept tears at Lazarus` grave, and looking down 
Afar off, upon Solyma`s doomed town.) 
Ah, not above love--human yet divine-- 
Which, Thee seen first, in Thee sees all of Thine! 

Is`t sunset? The keen breeze 
Blows from the seas: 
And at my side a pleasant vision stands 
With her brown eyes and kind extended hands. 
Dear, we`ll go down together and full fain 
From the cliff-top to the busy world again.
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