...instincts immature, All purposes unsure, That weighed not as his work, yet swelled the man's amount : Thoughts hardly to be packed Into a narrow act, Fancies...All I could never be, All men ignored in me, This 1 was worth to God, whose wheel the pitcher shaped. Ay, note that Potter's wheel, That metaphor ! and...

...instincts immature, All purposes unsure, That weighed not as his work, yet swelled the man's amount : Thoughts hardly to be packed Into a narrow act, Fancies...escaped ; All I could never be, All men ignored in me, T!iis 1 was worth to God, whose wheel the pitcher shaped. Ay, not<? that Potter's wheel, That metaphor...

...instincts immature, All purposes unsure, That weighed not as his work, yet swelled the man's amount : Thoughts hardly to be packed Into a narrow act, Fancies...was worth to God, whose wheel the pitcher shaped. Ay, note that Potter's wheel, That metaphor ! and feel Why time spins fast, why passive lies our clay,...

...instincts immature, All purposes unsure That weighed not as his work, yet swelled the man's amount : ' Thoughts hardly to be packed Into a narrow act, Fancies...was worth to God, whose wheel the pitcher shaped.' This passage explains better than any other the poet's eagerness to analyse character, and his interest...

...His hand Who saith, ' A whole I planned, Youth shows but half ; trust God, see all, nor be afraid? " All I could never be, All, men ignored in me, This,...was worth to God, whose wheel the pitcher shaped. " Look thou not down, but up 1 To uses of a cup, The festal board, lamp's flash and trumpet's peal....

...we— you and I — are God's work ; and His work cannot fail. Think of these words of Browning's — " 'All I could never be, All men ignored in me, This...was worth to God, Whose wheel the pitcher shaped.' " The night passed, and sad days passed, yet not unquiet nor unhallowed days. Abel Kirke was borne...

...trice, plumb with its course thumb ; God holds appraising in his hollow palm, the seed of act, thought hardly to be packed into a narrow act, fancies that broke through language and escaped; all instincts immature, all purposes unsure, that weighed not as his work, yet swelled the man's account....

...instincts immature, All purposes unsure That weighed not as his work, yet swelled the man's amount : ' Thoughts hardly to be packed Into a narrow act, Fancies...was worth to God, whose wheel the pitcher shaped.' This passage explains better than any other the poet's eagerness to analyse character, and his interest...

...instincts immature, All purposes unsure, That weighed not as his work, yet swelled the man's amount : Thoughts hardly to be packed Into a narrow act, Fancies...ignored in me, This I was worth to God, whose wheel the pilcher shaped. And it must be remembered that it is our finest imaginings which are most apt to be...

...stops my despair ? This : — 'tis not what man Does which exalta him, but what man Would do I " 1 " All I could never be, All, men ignored in me, This,...was worth to God, whose wheel the pitcher shaped. Then welcome each rebuff That turns earth's smoothness rough, Each sting that bids nor sit nor stand...