<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?><rss version="2.0"><channel><title>Worship - Maxioms.com</title><description>Quotes, Famous Quotes, Sayings, Proverbs, Maxims, Axioms, Maxioms</description><link>http://maxioms.com</link><language>en-us</language><copyright>Copyright 2026 Maxioms.com. All Rights Reserved.</copyright><item><title><![CDATA[Stoop, boys. This gate Instructs you how t' adore the heavens and bows you  To a morning's holy office. ]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/62318]]></link><description><![CDATA[Stoop, boys. This gate Instructs you how t' adore the heavens and bows you  To a morning's holy office.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/62318</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[Intend some fear; Be not you spoke with but by mighty suit;  And look you get a prayer book ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/62319]]></link><description><![CDATA[Intend some fear; Be not you spoke with but by mighty suit;  And look you get a prayer book in your hand   And stand between two churchmen, good my lord,    For on that ground I'll make a holy descant;     And be not easily won to our requests.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/62319</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[Ev'n them who kept thy truth so pure of old, When all our fathers worshipp'd stocks and stones,  Forget ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/62312]]></link><description><![CDATA[Ev'n them who kept thy truth so pure of old, When all our fathers worshipp'd stocks and stones,  Forget not.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/62312</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[How often from the steep Of echoing hill or thicket have we heard  Celestial voices to the midnight air, ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/62313]]></link><description><![CDATA[How often from the steep Of echoing hill or thicket have we heard  Celestial voices to the midnight air,   Sole, or responsive each to other's note,    Singing their great Creator?]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/62313</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[Every one's true worship was that which he found in use in the place where he chanced to be. ]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/62314]]></link><description><![CDATA[Every one's true worship was that which he found in use in the place where he chanced to be.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/62314</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[So shall they build me altars in their zeal, Where knaves shall minister, and fools shall kneel:  Where faith ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/62315]]></link><description><![CDATA[So shall they build me altars in their zeal, Where knaves shall minister, and fools shall kneel:  Where faith may mutter o'er her mystic spell,   Written in blood--and Bigotry may swell    The sail he spreads for Heav'n with blasts from hell!]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/62315</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[Together kneeling, night and day, Thou, for my sake, at Allah's shrine,  And I--at any God's for thine. ]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/62316]]></link><description><![CDATA[Together kneeling, night and day, Thou, for my sake, at Allah's shrine,  And I--at any God's for thine.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/62316</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[Yet, if he would, man cannot live all to this world. If not religious, he will be superstitious. IF he ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/62317]]></link><description><![CDATA[Yet, if he would, man cannot live all to this world. If not religious, he will be superstitious. IF he worship not the true God, he will have his idols.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/62317</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[As the skull of the man grows broader, so do his creeds. And his gods they are shaped in his ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/62310]]></link><description><![CDATA[As the skull of the man grows broader, so do his creeds. And his gods they are shaped in his image and mirror his needs.  And he clothes them with thunders and beauty,   He clothes them with music and fire,    Seeing not, as he bows by their altars,     That he worships his own desire.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/62310</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[For all of the creeds are false, and all of the creeds are true; And low at the shrines where ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/62311]]></link><description><![CDATA[For all of the creeds are false, and all of the creeds are true; And low at the shrines where my brothers bow, there will I bow too;  For no form of a god, and no fashion   Man has made in his desperate passion,    But is worthy some worship of mine;     Not too hot with a gross belief,      Nor yet too cold with pride,       I will bow me down where my brothers bow,        Humble, but open eyed.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/62311</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[Man always worships something; always he sees the Infinite shadowed forth in something finite; and indeed can and must so ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/62305]]></link><description><![CDATA[Man always worships something; always he sees the Infinite shadowed forth in something finite; and indeed can and must so see it in any finite thing, once tempt him well to fix his eyes thereon.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/62305</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[And what greater calamity can fall upon a nation than the loss of worship. ]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/62306]]></link><description><![CDATA[And what greater calamity can fall upon a nation than the loss of worship.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/62306</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[I don't like your way of conditioning and contracting with the saints. Do this and I'll do that! Here's one ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/62307]]></link><description><![CDATA[I don't like your way of conditioning and contracting with the saints. Do this and I'll do that! Here's one for t'other. Save me and I'll give you a taper or go on a pilgrimage.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/62307</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[What though the spicy breezes Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle;  Though every prospect pleases,   And only man ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/62308]]></link><description><![CDATA[What though the spicy breezes Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle;  Though every prospect pleases,   And only man is vile;    In vain with lavish kindness     The gifts of God are strown;      The heathen in his blindness       Bows down to wood and stone.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/62308</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[Ay, call it holy ground, The soil where first they trod,  They have left unstained, what there they found,-- ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/62309]]></link><description><![CDATA[Ay, call it holy ground, The soil where first they trod,  They have left unstained, what there they found,--   Freedom to worship God.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/62309</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[I worship the quicksand he walks in. ]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/62301]]></link><description><![CDATA[I worship the quicksand he walks in.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/62301</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[He wakes a portion with judicious care; And "Let us worship God!" he says, with solemn air. ]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/62302]]></link><description><![CDATA[He wakes a portion with judicious care; And "Let us worship God!" he says, with solemn air.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/62302</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[Isocrates adviseth Demonicus, when he came to a strange city, to worship by all means the gods of the place. ]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/62303]]></link><description><![CDATA[Isocrates adviseth Demonicus, when he came to a strange city, to worship by all means the gods of the place.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/62303</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[The heart ran o'er With silent worship of the great of old!--  The dead, but sceptred sovereigns, who still ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/62304]]></link><description><![CDATA[The heart ran o'er With silent worship of the great of old!--  The dead, but sceptred sovereigns, who still rule   Our spirits from their urns.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/62304</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[It is the Mass the matters. ]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/62299]]></link><description><![CDATA[It is the Mass the matters.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/62299</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[Ah, why Should we, in the world's riper years, neglect  God's ancient sanctuaries, and adore   Only among ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/62300]]></link><description><![CDATA[Ah, why Should we, in the world's riper years, neglect  God's ancient sanctuaries, and adore   Only among the crowd and under roofs    That our frail hands have raised?]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/62300</guid></item></channel></rss>