Sonnet Xxxviii. Epiphany
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Henry Alford
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As some great actor, when the rhythmic strain
Of music, and the step of even dance,
Hath ceased, in conscious pride is seen advance,
Fixing the wandering looks of all again;
On whom the choric band, in comely train,
Wait ever, duly with responsive parts
Timing his measured passion, but all hearts
He hath in hand, to mould to pity or pain;--
So in the scenic skies that wondrous Star
Came forth; the myriads that spectators are
Of heavenly acts, baffled their lights in gloom
To give the great Protagonist his way;
And the drama opened, that nor night nor day
Shall see consummate till the final doom.
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