How very hard it is to be a Christian!

Say not "a small event!" Why "small"? Costs it more pain that this ye call A "great event" should come to pass From that? Untwine me from the mass Of deeds which make up life, one deed Power shall fall short in or exceed!

Is your love for the Lord sufficient to give all your time and talents to his work?

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.

I give the fight up: let there be an end, a privacy, an obscure nook for me. I want to be forgotten even by God.

Art remains the one way possible of speaking truth.

The body sprang At once to the height, and stayed; but the soul,-no!