The Sublime

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“Wanderer above the Sea of Fog” by Caspar David Friedrich

I put myself atop a mount
Near a cliff—a sea of fog beneath
To see from as much a height
Obscured lest be seen…

I leer upon heightened creatures—creations
Across the immaculate mist—
As sublime as a pious porphyry
As radiant as a stained glass
on a Sunday morning.

Yet come, Night! Still be never brighter!
Misty fogs be colder—bleaker!
Lucid sight be weaker—feebler!
As the Sublime, lo, sings my departure!

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