57. Transfiguration

"They glorified God in me."

I SAW thee once and nought discern'd

     For stranger to admire;
A serious aspect, but it burn'd
     With no unearthly fire.

Again I saw, and I confess'd
     Thy speech was rare and high;
And yet it vex'd my burden'd breast,
     And scared, I knew not why.

I saw once more, and awe-struck gazed
     On face, and form, and air;
God's living glory round thee blazed—
     A Saint—a Saint was there!

Off Zante
8, 1833.

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