The Unseen Friend

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Houghton, Mifflin, 1892 - 217 pages
 

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Page 121 - He is retired as noontide dew, Or fountain in a noon-day grove; And you must love him, ere to you He will seem worthy of your love.
Page v - Speak to Him, thou, for He hears, and Spirit with Spirit can meet — Closer is He than breathing, and nearer than hands and feet.
Page 62 - The very God ! think, Abib ; dost thou think ? So, the All-Great, were the All-Loving too — So, through the thunder comes a human voice Saying, " O heart I made, a heart beats here ! Face, my hands fashioned, see it in myself. Thou hast no power nor may'st conceive of mine, But love I gave thee, with Myself to love, And thou must love me who have died for thee ! " The madman saith He said so : it is strange.
Page 15 - FLOWER in the crannied wall, I pluck you out of the crannies, I hold you here, root and all, in my hand, Little flower — but if I could understand What you are, root and all, and all in all, I should know what God and man is.
Page 40 - And thus looking within and around me, I ever renew (With that stoop of the soul which in bending upraises it too) The submission of man's nothing-perfect to God's allcomplete, As by each new obeisance in spirit, I climb to his feet.
Page 163 - Not a flower / But shows some touch, in freckle, streak, or stain. \ Of his unrivalled pencil. He inspires Their balmy odours, and imparts their hues, And bathes their eyes with nectar, and includes, In grains as countless as the seaside sands, The forms, with which he sprinkles all the earth.
Page 62 - The very God! think, Abib; dost thou think? So, the All-Great, were the All-Loving too — So, through the thunder comes a human voice Saying, "O heart I made, a heart beats here! "Face, my hands fashioned, see it in myself! "Thou hast no power nor may'st conceive of mine, "But love I gave thee, with myself to love, "And thou must love me who have died for thee!
Page 38 - Tis the weakness in strength, that I cry for! my flesh, that I seek In the Godhead! I seek and I find it. O Saul, it shall be A Face like my face that receives thee; a Man like to me, Thou shalt love and be loved by, forever: a Hand like this hand Shall throw open the gates of new life to thee! See the Christ stand!
Page 150 - Outwatched with me the envious night; They know that never joy illumed my brow Unlinked with hope that thou wouldst free This world from its dark slavery; That thou, O awful Loveliness, Wouldst give whate'er these words cannot express...
Page 152 - Of this great consummation; and, by words Which speak of nothing more than what we are, Would I arouse the sensual from their sleep Of death, and win the vacant and the vain To noble raptures...

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