Of The Sayings Of Christ In The

The Story Of Scientific Discovery Has Its Own Epic Unity-a Unity Of Purpose And Endeavour-the Single Torch Passing From Hand To Hand Through The Centuries; And The Great Moments Of Science When, After Long Labour, The Pioneers Saw Their Accumulated Facts Falling Into A Significant Order-sometimes In The Form Of A Law That Revolutionised The Whole World Of Thought-have An Intense Human Interest, And Belong Essentially To The Creative Imagination Of Poetry.

At A Certain Stage In His Evolution, Man Himself Had Been Able To Lay Hold Upon A Higher Order Of Things, Which Raised Him Above The Level Of The Beasts That Perish, And Enabled Him To See, At Least In The Distance, The Shining Towers Of The City Of God.

The Wind Was A Torrent Of Darkness Among The Gusty Trees, The Moon Was A Ghostly Galleon Tossed Upon Cloudy Seas, The Road Was A Ribbon Of Moonlight, Over The Purple Moor, And The Highwayman Came Riding-- Riding--riding-- The Highwayman Came Riding, Up To The Old Inn-door.

Heart Of My Heart, We Are One With The Wind, One With The Clouds That Are Whirled O'er The Lea, One In Many, O Broken And Blind, One As The Waves Are At One With The Sea! Ay! When Life Seems Scattered Apart, Darkens, Ends As A Tale That Is Told, One, We Are One, O Heart Of My Heart, One, Still One, While The World Grows Old.

If Ever I Had Any Doubts About The Fundamental Realities Of Religion, They Could Always Be Dispelled By One Memory- The Light Upon My Father's Face As He Came Back From Early Communion.