The Creation.

When Lucifer his flight had ta'en
From heaven's high towers, in Hell to reign,
From Chaos rang a tuneful strain
As of a Voice Divine.
Then first the darkness took its flight
With tumult to the Hall of Night;
Then first from Heaven, serene and bright,
The radiant Sun did shine.

Still did the glorious music sound,
Whilst silv'ry Luna circled round
The new-born Earth, whose peace profound,
No living sound disturbed.
Then one by one the stars shone out,
And coursed the mighty Sun about,
Who gathered in the Starry rout,
And circling planets curbed.

The listening spheres took up the song,
Which swept the stellar aisles along
In never-faltering notes and strong,
A perfect harmony.
And still the mighty anthems peal,
While through the Heavens the planets wheel,
And mighty systems plunge and reel
Throughout Eternity.

Cosmos.