A Particular Light

“So far this LIGHT the Raies extends,    As that no place IT comprehends.

    So deepe this SOUND, that though it speake,

    It cannot by a Sence so weake

    Be entertain’d. A REDOLENT GRACE

    The Aire blowes not from place to place.

    A pleasant TASTE, of that delight

    It doth confound all appetite.

    A strict EMBRACE, not felt, yet leaves

    That vertue, where it takes it cleaves.

    This LIGHT, this SOUND, this SAVOURING GRACE,

    This TASTEFULL SWEET, this STRICT EMBRACE,

    No PLACE containes, no EYE can see,

    My GOD is; and there’s none but Hee.”
Excerpt From: MacDonald, George. “St. George and St. Michael.” iBooks. 

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