Felicia Hemans

Felicia Hemans

The Sceptic (1820)

Summary

Portrait of Felicia Hemans Felicia Hemans,  The Sceptic (1820)

“ Thus, when the captive soul hath long remain'd
In its own dread abyss of darkness chain'd,
If the Deliverer, in his might, at last,
Its fetters, born of earth, to earth should cast,
The beam of truth o'erpowers its dazzled sight,
Trembling it sinks, and finds no joy in light
But this will pass away—that spark of mind,
Within thy frame unquenchably enshrined.
Shall live to triumph in its bright'ning ray,
Born to be foster'd with ethereal day.
”
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Portrait of Felicia Hemans Felicia Hemans,  The Sceptic (1820)

“ The thoughts that shrink, yet cease not to explore
Th' unknown, th' unseen, the future—though the heart,
As at unearthly sounds, before them start;
Though the frame shudder, and the spirit sigh,
They have their source in immortality!
Whence, then, shall strength, which reason's aid denies,
An equal to the mortal conflict rise?
When, on the swift pale horse, whose lightning pace,
Where'er we fly, still wins the dreadful race,
The mighty rider comes—O whence shall aid
Be drawn, to meet his rushing, undismay'd?
”
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Portrait of Felicia Hemans Felicia Hemans,  The Sceptic (1820)

“ By one dread moment of the earthquake's might!
A thousand pangs thy bosom may have borne,
In silent fortitude or haughty scorn,
Till comes the one, the master-anguish, sent
To break the mighty heart that ne'er was bent.
Oh! what is nature's strength? The vacant eye,
By mind deserted, hath a dread reply!
The wild delirious laughter of despair,
The mirth of frenzy—seek an answer there!
Turn not away, though pity's cheek grow pale,
Close not thine ear against their awful tale.
”
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