You can tell the difference between sea and land birds by the length and strength of their wings. The wings of the former are intended for long and sustained action in their sweep along the surface of the great ocean.
Man's soul, in a similar manner, is
not intended for this material world,
but has long and strong wings of hope
and affection wherewith to span the
ocean of eternity.—Vyrnwy Morgan,
"The Cambro-American Pulpit."
(1956)
Man Not a Puppet—See Mastery of Circumstances.
Man, Original—See Originality of Man.
MAN POSSESSING NATURE
Thomas Traherne, a poet, whose worth was discovered only after he was dead, is the author of the following:
The orb of light in its wide circuit moves,
Corn for our food springs out of very mire.
Our fuel grows in woods and groves;
Choice herbs and flowers aspire
To kiss our feet; beasts court our loves.
How glorious is man's fate!
The laws of God, the works He did create,
His ancient ways, are His and my estate.
(1957)
MAN, SLOW DEVELOPMENT OF
Robert Loveman takes a wide view of man in this verse:
A thousand years doth nature plan
Upon the making of a man;
She sweeps the generations through,
To find the patient, strong, and true;
She rends the surge of seven seas,
Rearing an humble Socrates;
She burns a hundred years of sun,
Sealing the soul of Solomon.
A thousand years doth nature plan
Upon the making of a Man;
She sees the ages dawn apace,
Ere Moses rouse his shackled race,
Or Homer or sweet Shakespeare sing,
Beside his deep eternal spring;
The centuries rise in reverence when
Buddha doth come unto his men.
A thousand years doth nature plan
Upon the making of a man;
She fills his heart with fire and faith,
She leaves him loyal unto death;
She lights his lustrous, loving eye
With flashes of immortality;
She adds one more undying name
Upon the heated scroll of fame.
—"Songs from a Georgia Garden."
(1958)
Man, Superiority of—See Speech.
Man, The Manly—See Manliness.
Man the Product of Many Elements—See
Diverse Influences.
MAN, VALUE OF A
Years ago a Mr. Campbell, a British subject,
was held a prisoner by Theodore, King
of Abyssinia. England demanded his release,
sending an army of ten thousand men
who marched seven hundred miles, to
Coomassie, and all at a cost of twenty-five
million dollars—just to rescue a single man.
(Text.)
(1959)
Maneuvering by Birds—See Strategem by Birds.
MANHOOD
We need not more machinery or institutions. What the world needs is men, as Rudyard Kipling shows in this verse:
The peace of shocked foundations flew
Before his ribald questionings,
He broke the oracles in two
And bared the paltry wires and strings;
He headed desert wanderings;
He led his soul, his cause, his clan,
A little from the ruck of things.
Once on a time there was a man.
Thrones, powers, dominions block the view
With episodes and underlings;
The meek historian deems them true,
Nor heeds the song that Clio sings,
The simple central truth that stings
The mob to boo, the priest to ban,
Things never yet created things.
Once on a time there was a man. (Text.)
—Collier's Weekly.
(1960)
