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THE CREED OF THE POET.

SECOND.-But this is only to be known by Reverence and Reverential Waiting and Watching.

Hence he says-and it is in harmony with his whole philosophy,

"To humbleness of heart descends

The prescience from on high,

The faith that elevates the just,
Before and when they die,

And makes each soul a separate heaven,
A court for Diety."

Again,

THIRD.

"The eye it cannot choose but see,

We cannot bid the ear be still,
Our bodies feel where'er they be
Against or with our will.

Nor less I deem that there are powers

Which of themselves our minds possess;

When we can feed these minds of ours

In a wise passiveness.
Enough of science and of art,

Close up the barren leaves;

Come forth, and bring with you a heart

That watches and receives."

That thus in fact all Nature exists for Man

if he will only avail himself of it.

"If the thing we seek

Be genuine knowledge, bear we then in mind
How from his lofty throne, the sun can fling
Colours as bright on exhalations bred
By weedy pool or pestilential swamp,
As by the rivulet sparkling when it runs,
Or the pellucid lake."

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FOURTH.-But therefore there is danger lest the Baneful that is Exterior to Man be transferred Within him.

FIFTH.-Still the Evil and the Good may be around us, and yet we be ignorant of them, for he asserted upwards of fifty years since that the Eye can only see what it is fitted to see.

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Is no mechanic structure, built by rule."

SIXTH.-Hence not to Increase the circumference of our knowledge, but to Enlarge the vision of our moral Nature is of supreme importance,

"How to acquire

The inward principle that gives effect

To outward argument."

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SEVENTH.-Hence, in harmony with this, and resulting from this, it is that Life is what we make it, and Death is what we make it.

"We may not doubt that who can best subject
The will to reason's law, can strictliest live
And act in that obedience, he shall gain
The clearest apprehension of those truths
Which reason's unassisted power

Is too infirm to reach."

EIGHTH.-And thus we shall soon see that the charm, and the Greatness, and the Novelty of Life is in performing those Duties which lie nearest to us.

NINTH.

"The primal duties shine aloft like stars

The charities that soothe, and heal and bless

Are scattered at the feet of man like flowers."

And hence the Greatness of Man and of

Life is not in Dreaming but in Acting.

"The food of hope

Is meditated action."

"Thought and theory," he said once, "must precede all action, that moves to salutary purposes. Yet action is nobler in itself than either thought or theory."

TENTH.-Yet in the midst of all our Duties and our Deeds, disappointments will meet us, and then we shall find Nature everywhere a source of consolation and joy. That Repose and Immobility which is to be

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found nowhere in human history, is to be found in Nature, and there, is for ever a lenitive for all Despondency.

"For the man

Who in this spirit communes with the Forms

Of Nature,

Needs must feel

The joy of that pure principle of love,

The spiritual presences of absent things."

"So build we up the being that we are
Thus deeply drinking in the soul of things,
We shall be wise perforce.

What e'er we see

Or feel, shall tend to quicken and refine;
Shall fix in calmer seats of moral strength
Earthly desires; and raise to loftier heights
Of divine love, our intellectual soul."

ELEVENTH.-But finally, even this fails without leaning in devout acquiescence and Faith on the strength and purity of the Divine Will.

"By grace divine,

Not otherwise, oh nature, we are thine."

"In the port

Of levity, no refuge can be found,

No shelter for a spirit in distress.
He who by wilful disesteem of life

And proud insensibility to hope,
Affronts the eye of solitude, shall learn

That her mild nature can be terrible

That neither she nor silence lack the power

To avenge their own insulted majesty."

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True repose arises from

"The unbounded might of prayer

To the soul fixed on the cross,

Consolation springs from sources deeper far than deepest pain
For the meek sufferer."

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