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O most illustrious of the days of time! Day full of joy and benison to earth When Thou wast born, sweet Babe of Bethlehem!

Abraham Coles

Much of our ignorance is of ourselves. Our eyes are full of dust. Prejudice blinds us.
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Dust Eye Ignorance Ourselves Prejudice
Eternity! How know we but we stand On the precipitous and crumbling verge Of Time e’en now, Eternity below?
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Crumbling Eternity Know Precipitous Stand Verse
The power to bind and loose to Truth is given: The mouth that speaks it is the mouth of Heaven
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Bind Heaven Loose Mouth Power Truth
Taking our stand on the immovable rock of Christ’s character we risk nothing in saying that the wine of miracle answered to the wine of nature, and was not intoxicating.
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Apology Character Immovable Miracle Wine
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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Answer Need Paradise Unfallen Poetry Speech Suffice
The power, which in a sense belongs to none, Thus understood belongs to every one.
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Belong One Power Sense Understood
When hands clasped hands, and lips to lips were pressed, And the heart’s secret was at once confessed?
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Clasped Hand Heart Lip Pressed Secret
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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Ascent Body Day Gained Longing Night Pitch Repose
Where our fathers in fight, nobly strove for the Right, Struck down their fierce foemen or put them to flight
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Father Fight Foemen Nobly Strove Stuck
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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Heart Motive Prize Religious Science Thousand Value
Thee, Son Beloved! of plural Unity Essential part, made flesh that mad’st all worlds.
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Beloved Flesh Plural Unity World
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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Climbing Eye Mystery Night Sleep Weep
O loving woman, man’s fulfillment, sweet, Completing him not otherwise complete! How void and useless the sad remnant left Were he of her, his nobler part, bereft.
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Complete Fulfilment How Loving Sweet Useless Women
Death separates, but it also unites. It reunites whom it separates.
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Death Despite Reunite Separate Unite
True love is humble, thereby is it known; Girded for service, seeking not its own; Vaunts not itself, but speaks in self-dispraise.
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Girded Humble Love Self True Vaunt
Words are freeborn, and not the vassals of the gruff tyrants of prose to do their bidding only. They have the same right to dance and sing as the dewdrops have to sparkle and the stars to shine.
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Bidding Freedom Shining Star Tyrant Vassal

O most illustrious of the days of time! Day full of joy and benison to earth When Thou wast born, sweet Babe of Bethlehem!

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