Religion Is Ethics Heightened, Enkindled, Lit Up

Philistinism! - We Have Not The Expression In English. Perhaps We Have Not The Word Because We Have So Much Of The Thing.

All Pains The Immortal Spirit Must Endure, All Weakness That Impairs, All Griefs That Bow, Find Their Sole Voice In That Victorious Brow.

Alas! Is Even Love Too Weak To Unlock The Heart, And Let It Speak?

The Heart Less Bounding At Emotion New, The Hope, Once Crushed, Less Quick To Spring Again.

Below The Surface Stream, Shallow And Light, Of What We Say And Feel Below The Stream, As Light, Of What We Think We Feel, There Flows With Noiseless Current, Strong, Obscure And Deep, The Central Stream Of What We Feel Indeed.