And furnished, each, with rarest oil,
But all untouched with fire.
For noblest service, man’s first need
Is inspiration from on high;
The finite needs the Infinite,
As flower and forest need the sky.
UNCONSCIOUS INFLUENCE.
Faint not, though fruitless still the labor seems
Wherewith love serves the Master dear, divine;
You do not know how far it throws its beams,