Excerpt from The Feast of Belshazzar: A Prize Poem Recited in the Theatre, Oxford, June XXIII. M DCCC LII OT by one portal, or one path alone God's holy messages to men are known Waiting the glances of his awful eyes Silver-winged Seraphs do him embassies And stars interpreting his high behest Guide the lone feet and glad the failing breast The rolling thunder and the raging sea Speak the stern purpose of the Deity, And storms beneath and rainbow hues above Herald his anger or proclaim his love The still small voices of the summer day, The red Sirocco, and the breath of May, The lingering harmony in Ocean shells. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.