Modern Poets and Christian Teaching: Richard Watson Gilder, Edwin Markham, Edward Rowland SillEaton & Mains, 1906 - 183 pages |
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... that , loyalty to the God of truth and right and righteousness . In these days , when so many men seem to have lost moral sensitiveness ; when conscience and the sense of right seem , if not dead , then THE MESSAGE 27.
... that , loyalty to the God of truth and right and righteousness . In these days , when so many men seem to have lost moral sensitiveness ; when conscience and the sense of right seem , if not dead , then THE MESSAGE 27.
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... dead , then surely dull and blunted ; when men high in the world of civics and commerce stand convicted of low ideals , base , selfish , and ignoble aims , willing to sacrifice sacred trusts for the gaining of pelf and power and place ...
... dead , then surely dull and blunted ; when men high in the world of civics and commerce stand convicted of low ideals , base , selfish , and ignoble aims , willing to sacrifice sacred trusts for the gaining of pelf and power and place ...
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... dead , all the honor paid to and all the care and thought lav- ished upon the dead , fill our poet with the sense of the reality , the pervasiveness , and the power of Death : Not here the Dead , but Death : alone , supreme ; In Egypt ...
... dead , all the honor paid to and all the care and thought lav- ished upon the dead , fill our poet with the sense of the reality , the pervasiveness , and the power of Death : Not here the Dead , but Death : alone , supreme ; In Egypt ...
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... dead , But Death filled not the place ; here with bowed head Worships the world forever at the tread Of one who lived , who liveth , and shall live , — Whose grave is but a footstep on the sod ; Men kiss the ground where living feet ...
... dead , But Death filled not the place ; here with bowed head Worships the world forever at the tread Of one who lived , who liveth , and shall live , — Whose grave is but a footstep on the sod ; Men kiss the ground where living feet ...
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... dead when I , indeed , have gone Into the company of the everliving High and most glorious poets ! Let thanksgiving Rather be made . Say : " He at last hath won Rest and release , converse supreme and wise , Music and song and light of ...
... dead when I , indeed , have gone Into the company of the everliving High and most glorious poets ! Let thanksgiving Rather be made . Say : " He at last hath won Rest and release , converse supreme and wise , Music and song and light of ...
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Page 102 - TEACH me, my God and King, In all things Thee to see, And what I do in anything, To do it as for Thee. All may of Thee partake : Nothing can be so mean Which with this tincture, for Thy sake, Will not grow bright and clean. A servant with this clause Makes drudgery divine ; Who sweeps a room as for Thy laws, Makes that and the action fine.
Page 122 - WHEN the Norn Mother saw the Whirlwind Hour Greatening and darkening as it hurried on, She left the Heaven of Heroes and came down To make a man to meet the mortal need. She took the tried clay of the common road — Clay warm yet with the genial heat of Earth, Dashed through it all a strain of prophecy; Tempered the heap with thrill of human tears; Then mixed a laughter with the serious stuff.
Page 92 - Guid faith he mauna fa' that ! For a' that, and a' that, Their dignities, and a' that, The pith o' sense, and pride o' worth, Are higher rank than a' that. Then let us pray that come it may, As come it will for a' that ; That sense and worth, o'er a' the earth, May bear the gree, and a' that. For a
Page 110 - How will you ever straighten up this shape; Touch it again with immortality; Give back the upward looking and the light; Rebuild in it the music and the dream; Make right the immemorial infamies, Perfidious wrongs, immedicable woes?
Page 91 - The crest and crowning of all good, Life's final star, is Brotherhood; For it will bring again to Earth Her long-lost Poesy and Mirth; Will send new light on every face, A kingly power upon the race. And till it come, we men are slaves, And travel downward to the dust of graves.
Page 70 - IF Jesus Christ is a man, — And only a man, — I say That of all mankind I cleave to him, And to him will I cleave alway. If Jesus Christ is a God, — And the only God, — I swear I will follow Him through heaven and hell, The earth, the sea, and the air...
Page 87 - And, lo, thou art unto them as a very lovely song of one that hath a pleasant voice, and can play well on an instrument: for they hear thy words, but they do them not.
Page 149 - Had I a sword of keener steel — That blue blade that the king's son bears, — but this Blunt thing!" he snapt and flung it from his hand, And lowering crept away and left the field. Then came the king's son, wounded, sore bestead, And weaponless, and saw the broken sword, Hilt-buried in the dry and trodden sand, And ran and snatched it, and with battle-shout Lifted afresh he hewed his enemy down, And saved a great cause that heroic day.
Page 118 - If, drunk with sight of power, we loose Wild tongues that have not Thee in awe — Such boasting as the Gentiles use Or lesser breeds without the Law — Lord God of Hosts, be with us yet, Lest we forget — lest we forget! For heathen heart that puts her trust In reeking tube and iron shard — All valiant dust that builds on dust, And guarding calls not Thee to guard — For frantic boast and foolish word, Thy Mercy on Thy People, Lord!
Page 2 - From all that's fair, from all that's foul, Peals out a cheerful song. It is not only in the rose, It is not only in the bird, Not only where the rainbow glows, Nor in the song of woman heard, But in the darkest, meanest things There alway, alway something sings.