...who seek the truth which they love, more eagerly than the faults which their acuteness can blame. " He saw through life and death, through good and ill,...everlasting will, An open scroll, " Before him lay." And again : " Thus truth was multiplied on truth : the world Like one great garden show'd, And thro'...

...who seek the truth which they love, more eagerly than the faults which their acuteness can blarne. " He saw through life and death, through good and ill,...his own soul, The marvel of the everlasting will, ycAn open scroll, " Before him lay." And again: " Thus truth was multiplied on truth: the world Like...

...And other than his form of creed, With chiselled features clear and sleek. THE POET. THE poet in a golden clime was born, With golden stars above ; Dowered with the hate of hate, the scorn of scom, The love of love. He saw through life and death, through good and ill, He saw through his own...

...intrepidity of soul, lofty and unselfish aims, and undoubted genius, must ever command. Plentifully " dowered with the hate of hate, the scorn of scorn, the love of love," he was the scourge of all triflers and of all the dissolute, the enemy and the destroyer of what was false...

...forehead, even though we sigh over the petulance and pride which brood upon the lip and eyebrow. " Dowered with the hate of hate, the scorn of scorn, The love of love." A Michael Angelo, who could laugh, which that Italian one (one fancies) never could. We have, too,...

...such people, and moreover, that they are drawn from the life: but at all events these characters, " dowered with the hate of hate, the scorn of scorn, the love of love," are such as this young girl knew, by the infallible genins that was in her, might and would exist under...

...language in all its fulness is sure to be one skilled in the knowledge of the human heart — one " Dowered with the hate of hate, the scorn of scorn, The love of love ; Who sees through life and death, through good and ill, Who sees through his own soul." He who possesses...

...understand these things. " The poet in a golden clime was bora, "With golden stars above ; Dower' d with the hate of hate, the scorn of scorn, The love of love ! " I have a red nose, and a waistcoat that wants taking in because the heart beneath is wasting in...

...language in all its fulness is sure to be one skilled in the knowledge of the human heart — one " Dowered with the hate of hate, the scorn of scorn, The love of lore ; Who sees through life and death, through gooJ and ill, Who sees through his own sonl." He who...

...poetical nature, describes it: The Poet in a golden clime was born, With golden stare above. He felt the hate of hate, the scorn of scorn, The love of love. But the loftier moralist can rise higher than this, and can, and will, reject altogether Hate and Scorn...