Faith and Unfaith, those two interpreters That spell in diverse ways what God has writ In symbols on the archway of the years. Backward I swing for many feet to pass; Some come in stormy haste, some grave and slow, And all like windy shadows on the grass: Beyond my pale I know not where they go. [38] [38] THE LIGHT CELESTIAL. (Written on the ter-centenary of John Milton, December 9, 1908.) Immortal singer, in whose glorious brain Unearthly melodies were born to make A nocturn for the blessed Master's sake, I see thee pass through heaven's gates again; I hear thee singing that majestic strain, Which soothed the heart affliction could not break, And proved the faith no worldly ills could shake; And then I see thee join God's holy train, But, wonder of all wonders! where the light