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Amor Vincit Omnia (Love Conquers All) (Poem)

A learned teacher, steeped in Nature’s lore,
Seeking, one day, for light on problems more
Intricate than he had ever dream`d;
Alighted on four common little ants he deem’d
Were hunting food to store for future need.
When, suddenly, a piece of earth was freed
By dampness, from the verdant bank,
And pinned one little ant until it sank
A helpless prisoner to the ground.
The other three with anxious care profound
Ran round and round their suffering friend,
Thinking, no doubt, how best his bond to rend.
Then each departed, the teacher feared
Ne’er to return; not so howe'er, for cheer’d
By hope, they came with five ants more
To work, and free their pal in strait so sore.
The piece of earth resisted each attack,
They tried by force and push to hurl it back,
Then pulled his legs with earnest zeal,
Perchance, to shift the weight his fate might seal,
Failing this end, they gnawed it piece by piece
Until, at last their comrade found release.
The learned teacher moved to thoughts profound,
Bowed in humble reverence to the ground,
Thinking of olden days when God stooped down
Sans royal robe, sans Kingly crown,
And with His finger wrote into the dust
A word the world might henceforth trust—
His own sweet name of LOVE.

Life is a pure flame, and we live by the invisible soul within us.
—Sir Thomas Browne
It is the part of the grovelers and cowards to follow the safe track; courage loves a lofty path.
I have been praying for others; for by making an errand to God for them I have gotten something for myself.
—Samuel Rutherford
Oh nature! why do I not name thee "God"? Art not thou "the living garment of God"? It is in very deed He that ever speaks through thee; that lives and loves in thee?
—Thomas Carlyle

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