Where hope and he part company,—
For he is grasped of God.
The Maker’s cordial visage,
However good to see,
Is shunned, we must admit it,
Like an adversity.
For he is grasped of God.
The Maker’s cordial visage,
However good to see,
Is shunned, we must admit it,
Like an adversity.
XCIII
HOW still the bells in steeples stand.
Till, swollen with the sky,
They leap upon their silver feet
In frantic melody!
Till, swollen with the sky,
They leap upon their silver feet
In frantic melody!
XCIV
IF the foolish call them “flowers”,
Need the wiser tell?
If the savants “classify” them,
It is just as well!
Need the wiser tell?
If the savants “classify” them,
It is just as well!
Those who read the Revelations
Must not criticise
Those who read the same edition
With beclouded eyes!
Must not criticise
Those who read the same edition
With beclouded eyes!
Could we stand with that old Moses
Canaan denied,—
Scan, like him, the stately landscape
On the other side,—
Canaan denied,—
Scan, like him, the stately landscape
On the other side,—
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