Superbest power with sweetness wed...

By Theodore Harding Rand

Superbest power with sweetness wed

The inner eye doth overspread,

And vasts of nature blend as beauty

Suffused with awe at the Fountain Head.

The stream of power that floweth here

I see in pageant of the year,

Aye shimmering as light and shadow —

A wonderment on the verge of fear!

The world's not dead but animate,

And gives as free to mean as great;

Wealth of true power is not a kingdom

Of time and place, but the soul's estate.