Life and diary of Lieut. Col. J. Blackader
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APPENDIX. 577
And while the world waits in amaze to see,
Of all these wonders what the end should be :
Lo, in my dream, methought the distant sky
Asunder burst, presenting to mine eye
Through its transparent vault a glorious light, 'I 185
Which still diffusing, grew more strong and bright, >
Till mortal eyes were too weak for the sight. J
The sun's meridian glory gives but faint
Resemblance of this dazzling firmament,
Whose brightness, still encreasing, came so near, 190
Distinct and glorious shapes began t' appear ;
At last the wondering world plainly discovered
The heavens with shining hosts of angels covered,
Marching in state down to the lower regions :
In the centre of these bright and shining legions 195
Was raised a high triumphant dazzling throne,
From which, as from its source, all glory shone,
Its towering top to the upmost heavens aspire,
It moved on glowing wheels of burning fire.
Devouring fiery flames encircling round, 200
Guarded the Sacred Throne, and fixed the bound
How near adorers might approach and live,
When they the tribute of their praises give :
He who in this triumphant chariot rode,
Could be no other than the Son of God. 205
Once he came down before disguised, unknown ;
But now his Father's glory and his own
Was all displayed when the great God descended,
And to an outward triumph condescended.
On his majestic brow and princely head, 210
Which here once by a crown of thorns did bleed,
Was placed a glorious crown whose sparkling gems
With radiant lustre shone, and awful names
Of his perfections, all Infinite, Divine ;
Mercy, methought, did all the rest outshine. 215
A rainbow round his head the circle made,
And to the crown's bright jewels gave charming shade.
But O, the exceeding brightness of his face ! "J
No angel's tongue can shew, no thought can trace, >
Let's veil it then, lest we our theme disgrace. J 220
Forth came the host advancing to the throne,
In soul-amazing order marched they on,
Palms in their hands, and crowned they did appear,
'Mong which, ^ain Martyrs' crowns did shine most 'clear.
Next, heaven's bright courtiers, Seraphim did move, 225
Blazing in purest flames of burning love,
Angelic legions, Cherubim disposed
In order meet, the dazzling circle closed.
And while the world waits in amaze to see,
Of all these wonders what the end should be :
Lo, in my dream, methought the distant sky
Asunder burst, presenting to mine eye
Through its transparent vault a glorious light, 'I 185
Which still diffusing, grew more strong and bright, >
Till mortal eyes were too weak for the sight. J
The sun's meridian glory gives but faint
Resemblance of this dazzling firmament,
Whose brightness, still encreasing, came so near, 190
Distinct and glorious shapes began t' appear ;
At last the wondering world plainly discovered
The heavens with shining hosts of angels covered,
Marching in state down to the lower regions :
In the centre of these bright and shining legions 195
Was raised a high triumphant dazzling throne,
From which, as from its source, all glory shone,
Its towering top to the upmost heavens aspire,
It moved on glowing wheels of burning fire.
Devouring fiery flames encircling round, 200
Guarded the Sacred Throne, and fixed the bound
How near adorers might approach and live,
When they the tribute of their praises give :
He who in this triumphant chariot rode,
Could be no other than the Son of God. 205
Once he came down before disguised, unknown ;
But now his Father's glory and his own
Was all displayed when the great God descended,
And to an outward triumph condescended.
On his majestic brow and princely head, 210
Which here once by a crown of thorns did bleed,
Was placed a glorious crown whose sparkling gems
With radiant lustre shone, and awful names
Of his perfections, all Infinite, Divine ;
Mercy, methought, did all the rest outshine. 215
A rainbow round his head the circle made,
And to the crown's bright jewels gave charming shade.
But O, the exceeding brightness of his face ! "J
No angel's tongue can shew, no thought can trace, >
Let's veil it then, lest we our theme disgrace. J 220
Forth came the host advancing to the throne,
In soul-amazing order marched they on,
Palms in their hands, and crowned they did appear,
'Mong which, ^ain Martyrs' crowns did shine most 'clear.
Next, heaven's bright courtiers, Seraphim did move, 225
Blazing in purest flames of burning love,
Angelic legions, Cherubim disposed
In order meet, the dazzling circle closed.
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Description | A selection of almost 400 printed items relating to the history of Scottish families, mostly dating from the 19th and early 20th centuries. Includes memoirs, genealogies and clan histories, with a few produced by emigrant families. The earliest family history goes back to AD 916. |
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