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A Prophecy (Poem)

These things shall be! A loftier race
Than e'er the world hath known shall rise
With flame of freedom in their souls,
And light of knowledge in their eyes.
They shall be gentle, brave and strong
To spill no drop of blood, but dare
All that may plant man's lordship firm
O'er earth and fire and sea and air.

Nation with nation, land with land
Unarmed shall live as comrades free;
In every heart and brain shall throb
The pulse of one fraternity.
New arts shall bloom of loftier mould,
And mightier music thrill the skies,
And every life shall be a song
When all the earth is Paradise.

Ignorance is not innocence, but sin.
—Browning
The nearer we approach the spiritual meaning of life there dawns upon us a vaster region of knowledge which springs from the inner soul, and the true meaning of life becomes clearer as we ascend. It is not easily accessible and is often reached at the expense of all we hold most dear, involving the laying down of our own will and following the voice of conscience and duty.
—Ellen Foulds

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John Addington Symonds

  • Born October, 5 1840 and died on April, 19 1893
  • English poet and literary critic
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