F. D. MAURICE
“O restless spirit, wherefore strain
Beyond thy sphere?
Heaven and hell, with their joy and pain,
Are now and here.
“Back to thyself is measured well,
All thou hast given,
Thy neighbour’s wrong is thy present hell,
His bliss, thy heaven.
“The Present, the Present is all thou hast,
For thy sure possessing;
Like the patriarch’s angel, hold it fast,
Till it gives its blessing.”
Beyond thy sphere?
Heaven and hell, with their joy and pain,
Are now and here.
“Back to thyself is measured well,
All thou hast given,
Thy neighbour’s wrong is thy present hell,
His bliss, thy heaven.
“The Present, the Present is all thou hast,
For thy sure possessing;
Like the patriarch’s angel, hold it fast,
Till it gives its blessing.”
WHITTIER
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