Chapter LIII

Gone! and the vision roll’d away,
As Heaven shall roll that dreadful day!
The stars, with Earth’s great star, the Sun,
Our God shall quench when time is done,
But in that day, that direful day,
When blotted out is every ray,
’Twill all be light, yes, glorious light,
To that unfathomable night,
That, in a moment, leap’d around,
And chang’d the vision of my swound.