“Let us accept from God even our own nature, and treat it charitably.”—Henri Amiel.
GREATER than Fate ordains we fain would be;
Wiser and purer, strung with life and power
And insight and compelling energy;
But with the first breath of our first faint hour
The limit line is set, vain our endeavor,
Our longing and our hope; we pass it never.
Since this is so, since this indeed is so,
Let us accept ourselves as God has made,—
The lagging zest, the pulse which beats too slow,