“_The works of God are fair for nought,
Unless our eyes in seeing,
See hidden in the thing, the thought
That animates its being._”
“_The outward form is not the whole,
But every part is moulded
To image forth an inward soul,
That dimly is unfolded._”
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“_Thus nature dwells within our reach;
But though we stand so near her,
We still interpret half her speech
With ears too dull to hear her._”
“_Whoever at the coarsest sound
Still listens for the finest,
Shall hear the noisy world go round
To music the divinest._”
“_Whoever yearns to see aright,
Because his heart is tender,
Shall catch a glimpse of heavenly light
In every earthly splendour._”