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American poet and scholar
(1807 - 1882)
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You behold in me
  Only a travelling Physician;
    One of the few who have a mission
      To cure incurable diseases,
        Or those that are called so.
      - Christus--The Golden Legend (pt. I)

Be noble in every thought
  And in every deed!
      - Christus--The Golden Legend (pt. II)

For thine own purpose, thou hast sent
  The strife and the discouragement!
      - Christus--The Golden Legend (pt. II)

He heard the convent bell,
  Suddenly in the silence ringing
    For the service of noonday.
      - Christus--The Golden Legend (pt. II)

The life of woman is full of woe,
  Toiling on and on and on,
    With breaking heart, and tearful eyes,
      The secret longings that arise,
        Which this world never satisfies!
          Some more, some less, but of the whole
            Not one quite happy, no, not one!
      - Christus--The Golden Legend (pt. II)

No action, whether foul or fair,
  Is ever done, but it leaves somewhere
    A record, written by fingers ghostly,
      As a blessing or a curse, and mostly
        In the greater weakness or greater strength
          Of the acts which follow it.
      - Christus--The Golden Legend
         (pt. II, A Village Church) [Action]

To be strong
  Is to be happy!
      - Christus--The Golden Legend
         (pt. II, l. 731) [Happiness]

Hail to the King of Bethlehem,
  Who weareth in his diadem
    The yellow crocus for the gem
      Of his authority!
      - Christus--The Golden Legend (pt. III)
        [Christmas : Crocuses]

The bells themselves are the best of preachers,
  Their brazen lips are learned teachers,
    From their pulpits of stone, in the upper air,
      Sounding aloft, without crack or flaw,
        Shriller than trumpets under the Law,
          Now a sermon and now a prayer.
      - Christus--The Golden Legend (pt. III)

The architect
  Built his great heart into these sculptured stones,
    And with him toiled his children, and their lives
      Were builded, with his own, into the walls,
        As offerings unto God.
      - Christus--The Golden Legend
         (pt. III, In the Cathedral)

See, how the stream has overflowed
  Its banks, and o'er the meadow road
    Is spreading far and wide!
      - Christus--The Golden Legend
         (pt. III, sc. 7, The Nativity) [Brooks]

And thy deep eyes, amid the gloom,
  Shine like jewels in a shroud.
      - Christus--The Golden Legend (pt. IV)

I should think your tongue has broken its chain.
      - Christus--The Golden Legend (pt. IV)

Sweet is the air with the budding haws, and the valley stretching for miles below
  Is white with blossoming cherry-trees, as if just covered with lighted snow.
      - Christus--The Golden Legend (pt. IV)

The flash of his keen, blank eyes
  Forerunning the thunder.
      - Christus--The Golden Legend (pt. IV)

Though time has touched it in his flight,
  And changed the auburn hair to white.
      - Christus--The Golden Legend
         (pt. IV, l. 388) [Hair]

This life of ours is a wild aeolian harp of many a joyous strain,
  But under them al there runs a loud perpetual wail, as of souls in pain.
      - Christus--The Golden Legend
         (pt. IV, st. 2) [Life]

Ah, the souls of those that die
  Are but sunbeams lifted higher.
      - Christus--The Golden Legend
         (pt. IV, The Cloisters) [Soul]

The young may die, but the old must!
      - Christus--The Golden Legend
         (pt. IV, The Cloisters) [Death]

Ah, yes, the sea is still and deep,
  All things within its bosom sleep!
    A single step, and all is o'er,
      A plunge, a bubble, and no more.
      - Christus--The Golden Legend (pt. V)

The night is calm and cloudless,
  And still as still can be,
    And the stars come forth to listen
      To the music of the sea.
        They gather, and gather, and gather,
          Until they crowd the sky,
            And listen, in breathless silence,
              To the solemn litany.
      - Christus--The Golden Legend (pt. V)

Two ways the rivers
  Leap down to different seas, and as they roll
    Grow deep and still, and their majestic presence
      Becomes a benefaction to the towns
        They visit, wandering silently among them,
          Like patriarchs old among their shining tents.
      - Christus--The Golden Legend (pt. V)

See yonder little cloud, that, borne aloft
  So tenderly by the wind, floats fast away
    Over the snowy peaks!
      - Christus--The Golden Legend
         (pt. V, l. 145) [Clouds]

So mild, so merciful, so strong, so good,
  So patient, peaceful, loyal, loving, pure.
      - Christus--The Golden Legend
         (pt. V, l. 319) [Character]

There is no confessor like unto Death!
  Thou canst not see him, but he is near:
    Thou needest not whisper above thy breath,
      And he will hear;
        He will answer the questions,
          The vague surmises and suggestions,
            That fill thy soul with doubt and fear.
      - Christus--The Golden Legend
         (pt. V, The Inn at Genoa) [Death]

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