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Page 33 - Saviour yet must send, Lo, here am I — send me ! I ask, I seek no recompense, Save that which then were mine ; Mine be the willing sacrifice, The endless glory, Thine ! " Give me to lead to this lorn world, When wandered from the fold, Twelve legions of the noble ones That now thy face behold ; Tried souls, 'mid untried spirits found; That captained these may be, And crowned the dispensations all With powers of Deity.
Page 37 - Voice would recognize; For minds upborne by hollow pride, Or dimmed by sordid lust, Ne'er look for kings in beggar's garb — For diamonds in the dust. He wept o'er doomed Jerusalem, Her temples, walls and towers; O'er palaces where recreant priests Usurped unhallowed powers. " I am the Way of Life and Light!
Page 32 - O'er countless kokaubeam ; And faintest tinge, the fiery fringe Of that resplendent day, 'Lumined the dark abysmal realm Where earth in chaos lay. Silence self -spelled; the hour was one When thought doth most avail; Of worlds unborn the destiny Hung trembling in the scale. Silence o'er all, and there arose, Those kings and priests among, A Power sublime, than whom appeared None nobler 'mid the throng. A stature mingling strength with grace, Of meek...
Page 38 - He taught. O bane of damning unbelief! Thou source of lasting strife ! Thou stumbling-stone, thou barrier 'thwart The gates of Endless Life ! O love of self and Mammon's lust ! Twin portals to Despair — Where Bigotry, the blinded bat, Flaps through the midnight air! Through these, gloom-wrapt...
Page 73 - The Old World, not the New, — this soil misnamed; Cradle of man and grave of nations vast, Whose glory, wealth, and wisdom had outfamed The mightiest of known empires, present, past; The land where Adam dwelt, where Eden cast Forth from her flaming gate the fateful pair Who fell that man might be ; a fall still chaste, Albeit they sinned, descending death's dread stair To fling life's ladder down, Love's work and way prepare.
Page 80 - Usurping treason seized the civic helm, Wrong trampled right, and justice, judgment, fled. Then strife, division, hosts to battle led ; The prophets, mocked, lift warning voice in vain ; A blood-soaked continent, a sea of dead, And of that mighty nation, fallen, self-slain, A prophet and a king, a solitary twain. That prophet saw the coming of the Lord Unto the Old, the New, Jerusalem ; Saw Israel returning at His word From wheresoe'er His will had scattered them; The realm's wide ruin saw, and strove...
Page 14 - mid glittering show ? To sit in highest seat — is that to shine ? Largeness or littleness, or high or low, Has but to breathe, and straightway he is known. What speech conceals, the spirit manifests. Fame, place, power, title, find a proper use, And rightfully demand all reverence due ; But envy not the empty lot of him Who, winning without merit, wins in vain.
Page 71 - The God of freedom, God of justice, swore No tyrant should this chosen land defile ; And nations here, that for a season bore The palm of power, must righteous be the while, Or ruin's avalanche ruin on ruin pile.
Page 72 - O'er fallen Lucifer, the generous stream Of grief half quenched the joy of victory. Mark how the annals of the ages teem With repetition! Time, eternity, The same have taught; but few, alas!
Page 82 - Rocks, boulders, bills, no Titan strength could lift, Hurtle as pebbles in the storm-fiend's play. Earth opes her jaws, and through the yawning rift, Cities, peoples, vanish, of hope, of life, bereft. Three hours of tempest and three days of night ; Thick darkness, thunder-burst, and lightning flash ; Millions engulfed, millions in prostrate plight, Grovelling as slaves that feel or fear the...