Maxioms by Richard Watson Gilder
Against the darkness outer
God's light his likeness takes,
And he from the mighty doubter
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Against the darkness outer
God's light his likeness takes,
And he from the mighty doubter
The great believer makes.
We lean on Faith; and some less wise have cried,
"Behold the butterfly, the see that's cast!"
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We lean on Faith; and some less wise have cried,
"Behold the butterfly, the see that's cast!"
Vain hopes that fall like flowers before the blast!
What man can look on Death unterrified?
Oh, father's gone to market-town, he was up before the day,
And Jamie's after robins, and the man is read more
Oh, father's gone to market-town, he was up before the day,
And Jamie's after robins, and the man is making hay,
And whistling down the hollow goes the boy that minds the mill,
While mother from the kitchen door is calling with a will,
"Polly!--Polly!--The cows are in the corn!
Oh, where's Polly?"
My name may have buoyancy enough to float upon the sea of time.
My name may have buoyancy enough to float upon the sea of time.
I am the laughter of the new-born child
On whose soft-breathing sleep an angel smiled.
I am the laughter of the new-born child
On whose soft-breathing sleep an angel smiled.
