A Cyclopædia of Sacred Poetical Quotations / Consisting of Choice Passages from the Sacred Poetry of All Ages and Countries, Classified and Arranged, for Facility of Reference, Under Subject Headings; Illustrated by Striking Passages from Scripture, and Forming Altogether a Complete Book of Devotional Poetry.

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I’ve thought of all this pride, and all this pain,

And all the insolent plenitudes of power,

And I declare, by this most quiet hour,

Which holds in different tasks by the fire-light

She, and my friends here, this delightful night,

That power itself has not one half the might

Of Gentleness. ’Tis want to all true wealth;

The uneasy madman’s force, to the wise health;

Blind downward beating, to the eyes that see;

Noise to persuasion, doubt to certainty;