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Page 23 - THOUGHT is deeper than all speech, Feeling deeper than all thought ; Souls to souls can never teach What unto themselves was taught. We are spirits clad in veils ; Man by man was never seen ; All our deep communing fails To remove the shadowy screen. Heart to heart was never known ; Mind with mind did never meet ; We are columns left alone Of a temple once complete. Like the stars that gem the sky, Far apart, though seeming near, In our light we scattered lie ; All is thus but starlight here.
Page 46 - But ask now the beasts, and they shall teach thee; and the fowls of the air, and they shall tell thee: Or speak to the earth, and it shall teach thee: and the fishes of the sea shall declare unto thee.
Page 80 - I do not know what I may appear to the world, but to myself I seem to have been only like a boy playing on the sea-shore, and diverting myself in now and then finding a smoother pebble or a prettier shell than ordinary, whilst the great ocean of truth lay all undiscovered before me.
Page 34 - No longer forward nor behind I look in hope or fear; But, grateful take the good I find, The best of now and here. I plough no more a desert land, To harvest weed and tare; The manna dropping from God's hand Rebukes my painful care. I break my pilgrim staff, — I lay Aside the toiling oar; The angel sought so far away I welcome at my door.
Page 35 - That all the jarring notes of life Seem blending in a psalm, And all the angles of its strife Slow rounding into calm.
Page 94 - Hyperion's curls, the front of Jove himself, An eye like Mars, to threaten and command, A station like the herald Mercury New-lighted on a heaven-kissing hill, A combination and a form indeed, Where every god did seem to set his seal, To give the world assurance of a man.
Page 3 - ... immortal. Longing is God's fresh heavenward will With our poor earthward striving; We quench it that we may be still Content with merely living; But, would we learn that heart's full scope Which we are hourly wronging, Our lives must climb from hope to hope And realize our longing. Ah ! let us hope that to our praise Good God not only reckons The moments when we tread his ways, But when the spirit beckons, — That some slight good is also wrought Beyond self-satisfaction, When we are simply...
Page 23 - What unto themselves was taught, We are spirits clad in veils; Man by man was never seen: All our deep communing fails To remove the shadowy screen, Heart to heart was never known ; Mind with mind did never meet : We are columns left alone Of a temple once complete, Like the stars that gem the sky, Far apart though seeming near, In our light we scattered lie ; All is thus but starlight here, What...