But thou shall flourish in immortal youth,
Unhurt amidst the wars of elements,
The wrecks of matter, read more

But thou shall flourish in immortal youth,
Unhurt amidst the wars of elements,
The wrecks of matter, and the crush of worlds.

The iron entered into his soul.

The iron entered into his soul.

This ae nighte, this ae nighte
Every nighte and all;
Fire and sleete, and candle lighte
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This ae nighte, this ae nighte
Every nighte and all;
Fire and sleete, and candle lighte
And Christe receive thye saule.

Never think there is anything impossible for the soul. It is the greatest heresy to think so. If there is read more

Never think there is anything impossible for the soul. It is the greatest heresy to think so. If there is sin, this is the only sin; to say that you are weak, or others are weak.

There is one thing one has to have: either a soul that is cheerful by nature, or a soul made read more

There is one thing one has to have: either a soul that is cheerful by nature, or a soul made cheerful by work, love, art, and knowledge.

Do not let Sunday be taken from you If your soul has no Sunday, it becomes an orphan.

Do not let Sunday be taken from you If your soul has no Sunday, it becomes an orphan.

I knew that I had come face to face with some one whose mere personality was so fascinating that, if read more

I knew that I had come face to face with some one whose mere personality was so fascinating that, if I allowed it to do so, it would absorb my whole nature, my whole soul, my very art itself.

Today the journey is ended,
I have worked out the mandates of fate;
Naked, along, undefended,
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Today the journey is ended,
I have worked out the mandates of fate;
Naked, along, undefended,
I knock at the Uttermost Gate.
Behind is life and its longing,
Its trial, its trouble, its sorrow,
Beyond is the Infinite Morning
Of a day without a tomorrow.

The soul of man is larger than the sky,
Deeper than ocean, or the abysmal dark
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The soul of man is larger than the sky,
Deeper than ocean, or the abysmal dark
Of the unfathomed centre.