Great Spirits Now on Earth Are Sojourning

Great spirits now on earth are sojourning;He of the cloud, the cataract, the lake,Who on Helvellyn's summit, wide awake,Catches his freshness from Archangel's wing:He of the rose, the violet, the spring,The social smile, the chain for Freedom's sake:And lo!—whose steadfastness would never takeA meaner sound than Raphael's whispering.And other spirits there are standing apartUpon the forehead of the age to come;These, these will give the world another heart,And other pulses. Hear ye not the humOf mighty workings in the human mart?Listen awhile ye nations, and be dumb.