right(AN ALLEGORY) One day, as I travelled the highw… I heard, on in front, a most dolor… And there, round the corner, a wea… Was nuzzling the hedge for a mouth…

For every Guest who comes with hi… The Host compounds a strangely mi… Red Wine of Life and Dregs of Bi… And, will-he, nil-he, each must dr…

Fold up the tent! The sun is in the West. To-morrow my untented soul will ra… Among the blest. And I am well content,

God is a zealous pruner, For He knows— Who, falsely tender, spares the kn… But spoils the rose.

Just do your best, And leave the rest To Him who gave you Life,— And Zeal for Labour,—

Rabbi, begone! Thy powers Bring loss to us and ours. Our ways are not as Thine. Thou lovest men, we—swine. Oh, get you hence, Omnipotence,

To stand— A dust-speck, facing the infinitud… Of Thine unfathomable dome, a nig… To stand full-face to Thy High M… Thy myriad worlds in solemn watchf…

He only sees both sides of that da… That hangs before men’s eyes— He only. It is well! Hope ever stands unseen Behind the screen,

The spikenard was not wasted;— All down the tale of years, The fragrance of that broken alaba… Still clings to Mary’s memory, As clung its perfume sweet unto he…

Oft, as he jogs along the Winding… Occasion comes for Every Man to s… “This Road?—or That?” and as he c… So shall his journey end in Night…

An inconclusive peace!— A peace that would be no peace— Naught but a treacherous truce for… Of a later, greater, baser-still b… “No!”...

We thank Thee, Lord, For all Thy Golden Silences,— For every Sabbath from the world’… For every respite from the stress… Silence of moorlands rolling to th…

The Golden Rose is blowing still, Is growing still, is glowing still… In lonely vale, on lordly hill, The Golden Rose is glowing still;… If only you can find it!

“My lord, there came unto the gate One, in such pitiful estate, So all forlorn and desolate, Ill-fed, ill-clad, of ills compact… A leper too,—his poor flesh wracke…

The Mills of God grind slowly, bu… So soft and slow the great wheels… But the souls of men fall into the… And in that dust grow the Passion… Most wondrous their upspringing, i…