
The Microcosm, and Other Poems
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ISBN10: 1150021284
ISBN13: 9781150021282
Publisher: General Books
Pages: 62
Weight: 0.28
Height: 0.13 Width: 7.44 Depth: 9.69
Language: English
ISBN13: 9781150021282
Publisher: General Books
Pages: 62
Weight: 0.28
Height: 0.13 Width: 7.44 Depth: 9.69
Language: English
This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1880. Excerpt: ... I am not able to detect the cheat; Nor dare I tell the Author of the Skies That He has built on rottenness and lies. Invocation. Dear God! this Body, which, with wondrous art Thou hast contrived, and finished part by part, Itself a universe, a lesser all, The greater cosmos crowded in the small--I kneel before it, as a thing divine; For such as this, did actually enshrine Thy gracious Godhead once, when Thou didst make Thyself incarnate, for my sinful sake. Thou who hast done so very much for me, 0 let me do some humble thing for Thee! 1 would to every Organ give a tongue, That Thy high praises may be fitly sung; Appropriate ministries assign to each, The least make vocal, eloquent to teach. Flesh Garment--Skin, its Moral Character. How beautiful, and delicate, and fresh, Appear the Soul's Habiliments of Flesh! How closely fitting, easy yet, and broad, Each Tissue woven in the loom of God! Compared with that magnificence of dress, Wherewith is clothed the Spirit's nakedness, O how contemptible and mean a thing, The purple and fine linen of a king! The spotless vesture of the silky Skin, Outside of all, and covering all within, With what a marvellous and matchless grace, Is it disposed and moulded to each place; Bounding and beautifying brow and breast, A crowning loveliness to all the rest! Endowed with wondrous properties of soul That interpenetrate and fill the whole--A raiment, moral, maidenly and white, Shamed at each breach of decency and right, Where dwells a charm above the charms of sense, Suggestive of the soul's lost innocence. Pathognomy. Who has not seen that Feeling, born of flame, Crimson the cheek at mention of a name? The rapturous touch of some divine surprise Aristotle calls Love, n dep/iuv Trpayfia--a certain fiery thing. Flash deep...