How surely a knowledge of the world hardens the heart!

One may know how to gain a victory, and know not how to use it.

How surely a knowledge of the world hardens the heart!

What law, what reason can deny that gift so sweet, so natural that God has given a stream, a fish, a beast, a bird?

And yet, and yet, in these our ghostly lives, Half night, half day, half sleeping, half awake, How if our waking life, like that of sleep, Be all a dream in that eternal life To which we wake not till we sleep in death

Tis not where we lie but whence we fell; the loss of Heaven's the greatest pain in Hell.

Great events have sent before them their announcements.