Much of our ignorance is of ourselves. Our eyes are full of dust. Prejudice blinds us.
ABRAHAM COLESWith dazzling pomp descending angels sung Good will and peace to men, to God due praise, Who on the errand of salvation sent
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On eyes that watch as well as eyes that weep Descends the solemn mystery of sleep, Toiling and climbing to the very close
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The rapturous touch of some divine surpriseFlash deep suffusion of celestial dyes
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Poetry is unfallen speech. Paradise knew no other, for no other would suffice to answer the need of those ecstatic days of innocence.
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Through the long lapse of ages, that so there might be An asylum for all in the Land of the Free.
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I value science–none can prize it more, It gives ten thousand motives to adore: Be it religious, as it ought to be, The heart it humbles, and it bows the knee.
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Fling out, fling out, with cheer and shout, To all the winds of Our Country’s Banner!
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None of the prophets old, So lofty or so bold! No form of danger shakes his dauntless breast; In loneliness sublime
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No counter proof can equal the force of that drawn from His attributes. It is an indecency and a calumny to impute to Christ conduct which requires apology.
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With dazzling pomp descending angels sung Good will and peace to men, to God due praise, Who on the errand of salvation sent
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Eternity! How know we but we stand On the precipitous and crumbling verge Of Time e’en now, Eternity below?
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He dares confront the time, And speak the truth, and give the world no rest No kingly threat can cowardize his breath, He with majestic step goes forth to meet his death.
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Where our fathers in fight, nobly strove for the Right, Struck down their fierce foemen or put them to flight
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Within a bony labrinthean cave, Reached by the pulse of the aerial wave, This sibyl, sweet, and Mystic Sense is found, Muse, that presides o’er all the Powers of Sound.
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The power to bind and loose to Truth is given: The mouth that speaks it is the mouth of Heaven
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The weary Body, longing for repose, On the gained level of the day’s ascent, Halts for the night and pitches there its tent.
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