Man is the miracle in nature. God — Jean Ingelow

"Let me be only sure; for sooth to tell The sorest dole is doubt."

"Reign, and keep life in this our deep desire— Our only greatness is that we aspire."

"When our thoughts are born, Though they be good and humble, one should mind How they are reared, or some will go astray And shame their mother."

"Is there never a chink in the world above Where they listen for words from below?"

"The while He sits whose name is Love, And waits, as Noah did, for the dove, To wit if she would fly to him.He waits for us, while, houseless things, We beat about with bruised wings On the dark floods and water-springs, The ruined world, the desolate sea; With open windows from the prime All night, all day, He waits sublime, Until the fulness of the time Decreed from His eternity."

"But two are walking apart forever And wave their hands for a mute farewell."