Thou can'st not clasp the beautiful And cali it all tinne own ; The beautiful is given for all, And net for one alone. It is God's love made visible In earth, and sea, and kky, A blessing wide as time and spaco, For every human eye. The foam that crests the ocean-wave And sparkles to the light, The star that gems the brow of mom And glorifies the night, - The brook, the flower, the leaf, the blrd, Whatever glads the sight - Is God's own living gift to all, The beautiful and bright. And blessed 'tis, and beautiful, That this one gift at least, Defies the cruel tyrant's power, And ban of wicked priest ; For spite of chains, the slave can sea God's love is with him here, In beauty's light, in beauty's joy And beauty's blessed cheer. And God be praised ! forevermore, For this his blessed boon : The beautiful - which all may share. And none can sharetoo soon. The beautiful, which purifies And Icads us up to him, Who is its source, its lie and light, From flower to seiauhim.