Edith Wharton - Aeropagus

Edith Wharton - Aeropagus

WHERE suns chase suns in rhythmic dance, br Where seeds are springing from the dust, br Where mind sways mind with spirit-glance, br High court is held, and law is just. br br br No hill alone, a sovereign bar; br Through space the fiery sparks are whirled br That draw and cling, and shape a star, - br That burn and cool, and form a world br br br Whose hidden forces hear a voice br That leads them by a perfect plan: br 'Obey,' it cries, 'with steadfast choice, br Law shall complete what law began. br br br 'Refuse, - behold the broken arc, br The sky of all its stars despoiled; br The new germ smothered in the dark, br The snow-pure soul with sin assoiled.' br br br The voice still saith, 'While atoms weave br Both world and soul for utmost joy, br Who sins must suffer, - no reprieve; br The law that quickens must destroy.


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