28.10.2007, 09:26
IN MEMORY OF SIR WILLIAM ROWAN HAMILTON.
FR1END of past years, the holy and the blest.
When all my day shone out, a long sunrise ;
When aspirations seemed but sympathies,
In such familiar nearness were they dressed;
When Song, with swan-like plumes and starry crest,
O'er-circled earth, and beat against the skies,
And fearless Science raised her reverent eyes
From heaven to heaven, that each its God confessed
With homage ever widening ! Friend beloved !
From me those days are passed ; yet still, oh, still,
This night my heart with influx strange they fill
Of beaming memories from my vanished youth :
On thee the temporal veil by Death removed-
Rests the great Vision of Eternal Truth !
January 10, 1881.
FR1END of past years, the holy and the blest.
When all my day shone out, a long sunrise ;
When aspirations seemed but sympathies,
In such familiar nearness were they dressed;
When Song, with swan-like plumes and starry crest,
O'er-circled earth, and beat against the skies,
And fearless Science raised her reverent eyes
From heaven to heaven, that each its God confessed
With homage ever widening ! Friend beloved !
From me those days are passed ; yet still, oh, still,
This night my heart with influx strange they fill
Of beaming memories from my vanished youth :
On thee the temporal veil by Death removed-
Rests the great Vision of Eternal Truth !
January 10, 1881.