Manfred, a dramatic poem/Act 3 Scene 2
SCENE II.
Another Chamber.
Manfred and Herman.
Her. My Lord, you bade me wait on you at sunset:He sinks behind the mountain.
Man.Doth he so?I will look on him.[Manfred advances to the Window of the Hall. Glorious Orb! the idolOf early nature, and the vigorous raceOf undiseased mankind, the giant sonsOf the embrace of angels, with a sexMore beautiful than they, which did draw downThe erring spirits who can ne'er return.—Most glorious orb! that wert a worship, ereThe mystery of thy making was reveal'd!Thou earliest minister of the Almighty,Which gladden'd, on their mountain tops, the heartsOf the Chaldean shepherds, till they pour'dThemselves in orisons! Thou material God!And representative of the Unknown—Who chose thee for his shadow! Thou chief star!Centre of many stars! which mak'st our earthEndurable, and temperest the huesAnd hearts of all who walk within thy rays!Sire of the seasons! Monarch of the climes,And those who dwell in them! for near or far,Our inborn spirits have a tint of thee,Even as our outward aspects;— thou dost rise, And shine, and set in glory. Fare thee well!I ne'er shall see thee more. As my first glanceOf love and wonder was for thee, then takeMy latest look: thou wilt not beam on oneTo whom the gifts of life and warmth have beenOf a more fatal nature. He is gone:I follow.[Exit Manfred.