Joseph Addison (1672-1719)
1 The spacious firmament on high,
2With all the blue ethereal sky,
3And spangled heav'ns, a shining frame,
4Their great original proclaim:
5Th' unwearied Sun, from day to day,
6Does his Creator's power display,
7And publishes to every land
8The work of an Almighty Hand.
9 Soon as the evening shades prevail,
10The Moon takes up the wondrous tale,
11And nightly to the list'ning Earth
12Repeats the story of her birth:
13Whilst all the stars that round her burn,
14And all the planets, in their turn,
15Confirm the tidings as they roll,
16And spread the truth from pole to pole.
17 What though, in solemn silence, all
18Move round the dark terrestrial ball?
19What though nor real voice nor sound
20Amid their radiant orbs be found?
21In Reason's ear they all rejoice,
22And utter forth a glorious voice,
23For ever singing, as they shine,
24"The Hand that made us is Divine."
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Original text: The Spectator (London: J. and R. Tonson, 1712). PR 1365 S7 1712 ROBARTS v. 5
First publication date:
RPO poem editor: N. J. Endicott
RP edition: 2RP 1.543.
Recent editing: 4:2002/4/20
Form: Horatian Ode - short couplets
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