'Twould ring the bells of HeavenThe wildest peal for years,If Parson lost his sensesAnd people came to theirs,And he and they togetherKnelt down with angry prayersFor tamed and shabby tigersAnd dancing dogs and bears,And wretched, blind, pit ponies,And little hunted hares.
"My burden is light," said the blessed Redeemer, a light burden indeed, which carries him that bears it. I have looked through all nature for a resemblance of this, and seem to find a shadow of it in the wings of a bird, which are indeed borne by the creature, and yet support her flight towards heaven.The wings of a bird, which are indeed borne by the creature, and yet support her flight towards heavenbernard of clairvaux
He could not be captured,He could not be bought,His running was rhythm,His standing was thought;With one eye on sorrowAnd one eye on mirth,He galloped in heavenAnd gambolled on earth.And only the poetWith wings to his brainCan mount him and ride himWithout any rein,The stallion of heaven,The steed of the skies,The horse of the singerWho sings as he flies.Eleanor Farjeon
The desire of love, Joy:The desire of life, Peace:The desire of the soul, Heaven:The desire of God ... a flame-white secret forever.william sharp
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