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Each atom’s body like a spark
I set a-quivering,
Each atom quivers through the dark
And soars as on a wing.

List to my music burning new!
Each diamantine grain
I fashion like a drop of dew
To trickle soft as rain.

From manifesting’s stage when break
My soft, sweet melodies,
Even in the dead of night I make
The dawn desire to rise.

Joseph, concealed from sight so long,
I have revealed anew,
That! may fire the needy throng
His beauty to pursue.

Dear love, that doth man’s patience try,
To dust in ecstasy
Hath given eyes to weep, and I
The wondrous joy to see