At the foot of the cross, in all humility and in all adoration, we have learned at once the depth and the height of human nature; we have learned to think all wisdom but foolishness for the knowledge of Christ; all purity but sin, unwashed by His atonement; all hope in earth, of all hopes the most miserable, but in the faith of His most blessed resurrection; content to bear the struggles of life, at His command; and submitting to the grave, with a consciousness that it can sting no more.
Reported in Josiah Hotchkiss Gilbert, Dictionary of Burning Words of Brilliant Writers (1895), p. 172.
How like a queen comes forth the lonely Moon. From the slow opening curtains of the clouds walking in beauty to her midnight throne!George Croly
White bud! that in meek beauty dost lean Thy cloistered cheek as pale as moonlight snow, Thou seem'st, beneath thy huge, high leaf of green, An Eremite beneath his mountain's brow.George Croly
Teach me to feel that Thou art always nigh;Teach me the struggles of the soul to bear;To check the rising doubt, the rebel sigh;Teach me the patience of unanswered prayer.George Croly
Nature's first great title mind.George Croly