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Lords Of The North
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9781544645384
ISBN13:
9781544645384
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The adventurous spirits, who haunted the forest and plain, grew fond of their wild life and affected a great contempt for civilization. You boxed-up, mewed-up artificials, Pent in your piles of mortar and stone, Hugging your finely spun judicials, Adorning externals, externals alone, Vaunting in prideful ostentation Of the Juggernaut car, called Civilization- What know ye of freedom and life and God? Monkeys, that follow a showman's string, Know more of freedom and less of care, Cage birds, that flutter from perch to ring, Have less of worry and surer fare. Cursing the burdens, yourselves have bound, In a maze of wants, running round and round- Are ye free men, or manniken slaves? Costly patches, adorning your walls, Are all of earth's beauty ye care to know; But ye strut about in soul-stifled halls To play moth-life by a candle-glow- What soul has space for upward fling, What manhood room for shoulder-swing, Coffined and cramped from the vasts of God? The Spirit of Life, O atrophied soul, In trappings of ease is not confined; That touch from Infinite Will 'neath the Whole In Nature's temple, not man's, is shrined! From hovel-shed come out and be strong! Be ye free! Be redeemed from the wrong, Of soul-guilt, I charge you as sons of God!
Author: Agnes C. Laut |
Publisher: CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform |
Publication Date: Mar 25, 2017 |
Number of Pages: 288 pages |
Language: English |
Binding: Paperback |
ISBN-10: 1544645384 |
ISBN-13: 9781544645384 |
Lords Of The North
$16.37
The adventurous spirits, who haunted the forest and plain, grew fond of their wild life and affected a great contempt for civilization. You boxed-up, mewed-up artificials, Pent in your piles of mortar and stone, Hugging your finely spun judicials, Adorning externals, externals alone, Vaunting in prideful ostentation Of the Juggernaut car, called Civilization- What know ye of freedom and life and God? Monkeys, that follow a showman's string, Know more of freedom and less of care, Cage birds, that flutter from perch to ring, Have less of worry and surer fare. Cursing the burdens, yourselves have bound, In a maze of wants, running round and round- Are ye free men, or manniken slaves? Costly patches, adorning your walls, Are all of earth's beauty ye care to know; But ye strut about in soul-stifled halls To play moth-life by a candle-glow- What soul has space for upward fling, What manhood room for shoulder-swing, Coffined and cramped from the vasts of God? The Spirit of Life, O atrophied soul, In trappings of ease is not confined; That touch from Infinite Will 'neath the Whole In Nature's temple, not man's, is shrined! From hovel-shed come out and be strong! Be ye free! Be redeemed from the wrong, Of soul-guilt, I charge you as sons of God!
Author: Agnes C. Laut |
Publisher: CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform |
Publication Date: Mar 25, 2017 |
Number of Pages: 288 pages |
Language: English |
Binding: Paperback |
ISBN-10: 1544645384 |
ISBN-13: 9781544645384 |