Ischemic Universe

psychedelic space rock

May 11th, 2024suno

Lyrics

With their attendant Moons thou wilt descry Communicating Male and Female Light, Which two great Sexes animate the World, Stor'd in each Orb, perhaps with some that live: For such vast Room in Nature, unpossest By living Soul, desert and desolate, Only to shine, yet scarce to contribute Each Orb a Glimpse of Light, convey'd so far Down to this habitable, which returns Light back to them, is obvious to Dispute. Who turns his Eye, on Nature's Midnight Face, But must enquire —— what Hand behind the Scene, What Arm Almighty, put these wheeling Globes In Motion, and wound up the vast Machine? O for a Telescope his Throne to reach! Tell me ye Learn'd on Earth! or Blest above! Ye searching, ye Newtonian Angels! tell, Where your great Masters Orb? His Planets where? Those conscious Satellites, those Morning Stars, First-born of Deity from central Love. Who turns his Eye, on Nature's Midnight Face, But must enquire —— what Hand behind the Scene, What Arm Almighty, put these wheeling Globes In Motion, and wound up the vast Machine? With their attendant Moons thou wilt descry Communicating Male and Female Light, Which two great Sexes animate the World, Stor'd in each Orb, perhaps with some that live: For such vast Room in Nature, unpossest By living Soul, desert and desolate, Only to shine, yet scarce to contribute Each Orb a Glimpse of Light, convey'd so far Down to this habitable, which returns Light back to them, is obvious to Dispute. Who turns his Eye, on Nature's Midnight Face, But must enquire —— what Hand behind the Scene, What Arm Almighty, put these wheeling Globes In Motion, and wound up the vast Machine? O for a Telescope his Throne to reach! Tell me ye Learn'd on Earth! or Blest above! Ye searching, ye Newtonian Angels! tell, Where your great Masters Orb? His Planets where? Those conscious Satellites, those Morning Stars, First-born of Deity from central Love. Who turns his Eye, on Nature's Midnight Face, But must enquire —— what Hand behind the Scene, What Arm Almighty, put these wheeling Globes In Motion, and wound up the vast Machine? With their attendant Moons thou wilt descry Communicating Male and Female Light, Which two great Sexes animate the World, Stor'd in each Orb, perhaps with some that live: For such vast Room in Nature, unpossest By living Soul, desert and desolate, Only to shine, yet scarce to contribute Each Orb a Glimpse of Light, convey'd so far Down to this habitable, which returns Light back to them, is obvious to Dispute. Who turns his Eye, on Nature's Midnight Face, But must enquire —— what Hand behind the Scene, What Arm Almighty, put these wheeling Globes In Motion, and wound up the vast Machine? O for a Telescope his Throne to reach! Tell me ye Learn'd on Earth! or Blest above! Ye searching, ye Newtonian Angels! tell, Where your great Masters Orb? His Planets where? Those conscious Satellites, those Morning Stars, First-born of Deity from central Love. Who turns his Eye, on Nature's Midnight Face, But must enquire —— what Hand behind the Scene, What Arm Almighty, put these wheeling Globes In Motion, and wound up the vast Machine? With their attendant Moons thou wilt descry Communicating Male and Female Light, Which two great Sexes animate the World, Stor'd in each Orb, perhaps with some that live: For such vast Room in Nature, unpossest By living Soul, desert and desolate, Only to shine, yet scarce to contribute Each Orb a Glimpse of Light, convey'd so far Down to this habitable, which returns Light back to them, is obvious to Dispute. Who turns his Eye, on Nature's Midnight Face, But must enquire —— what Hand behind the Scene, What Arm Almighty, put these wheeling Globes In Motion, and wound up the vast Machine? O for a Telescope his Throne to reach! Tell me ye Learn'd on Earth! or Blest above! Ye searching, ye Newtonian Angels! tell, Where your great Masters Orb? His Planets where? Those conscious Satellites, those Morning Stars, First-born of Deity from central Love. Who turns his Eye, on Nature's Midnight Face, But must enquire —— what Hand behind the Scene, What Arm Almighty, put these wheeling Globes In Motion, and wound up the vast Machine? [end]

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