What is art
But life upon the larger scale, the higher,
When, graduating up in a spiral read more

What is art
But life upon the larger scale, the higher,
When, graduating up in a spiral line
Of still expanding and ascending gyres,
It pushed toward the intense significance
Of all things, hungry for the Infinite?
Art's life--and where we live, we suffer and toil.

Finds progress, man's distinctive mark alone,
Not God's, and not the beast's;
God is, they are,
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Finds progress, man's distinctive mark alone,
Not God's, and not the beast's;
God is, they are,
Man partly is, and wholly hopes to be.

That in our proper motion we ascend
Up to our native seat; descent and fall
To give read more

That in our proper motion we ascend
Up to our native seat; descent and fall
To give us is adverse.

I walk slowly, but I never walk backward.

I walk slowly, but I never walk backward.

All progress is precarious, and the solution of one problem brings us face to face with another problem.

All progress is precarious, and the solution of one problem brings us face to face with another problem.

Laws and institutions are constantly tending to gravitate. Like
clocks, they must be occasionally cleansed, and wound up, and read more

Laws and institutions are constantly tending to gravitate. Like
clocks, they must be occasionally cleansed, and wound up, and set
to true time.

New occasions teach new duties, time makes ancient good uncouth;
They must upward still and onward, who would keep read more

New occasions teach new duties, time makes ancient good uncouth;
They must upward still and onward, who would keep abreast of
truth.

Be an opener of doors for such as come after thee.

Be an opener of doors for such as come after thee.

Like plants in mines, which never saw the sun,
But dream of him, and guess where he may be,
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Like plants in mines, which never saw the sun,
But dream of him, and guess where he may be,
And do the best to climb, and get to him.