At the Sun-Rise in 1848
God said, Let there be light; and there was light.
Then heard we sounds as though the Earth did sing
And the Earth’s angel cried upon the wing:
We saw priests fall together and turn white:
And covered in the dust from the sun’s sight,
A king was spied, and yet another king.
We said: “The round world keeps its balancing;
On this globe, they and we are opposite,—
If it is day with us, with them 'tis night.”
Still, Man, in thy just pride, remember this:—
Thou hadst not made that thy sons’ sons shall ask
What the word king may mean in their day’s task,
But for the light that led: and if light is,
It is because God said, Let there be light.
