Stung By The Splendour Of A Sudden

What? Was Man Made A Wheel-work To Wind Up, And Be Discharged, And Straight Wound Up Anew? No! Grown, His Growth Lasts; Taught, He Ne'er Forgets: May Learn A Thousand Things, Not Twice The Same.

Fail I Alone, In Words And Deeds? Why, All Men Strive And Who Succeeds?

He Guides Me And The Bird. In His Good Time!

God Is Seen God In The Star, In The Stone, In The Flesh, In The Soul And The Clod.

The Candid Incline To Surmise Of Late That The Christian Faith Proves False.