Thomas Bailey Aldrich - Miracles lyrics

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Thomas Bailey Aldrich - Miracles lyrics

Sick of myself and all that keeps the light Of the blue skies away from me and mine, I climb this ledge, and by this wind-swept pine Lingering, watch the coming of the night. 'Tis ever a new wonder to my sight. Men look to God for some mysterious sign, For other stars than those that nightly shine, For some unnatural symbol of His might:— Would'st see a miracle as grand as those The prophets wrought of old in Palestine? Come watch with me the shaft of fire that glows In yonder West; the fair, frail palaces, The fading alps and archipelagoes, And great cloud-continents of sunset-seas

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