“The sense
Sees greatness only in the sensuous greatness:
Science in that sees little: Faith sees naught:
The small, the vast, are tricks of earthly vision.
To God, that omnipresent All-in-each,
Nothing is small, is far……………
If earth be small, likelier it seems that love,
Compassionate most and condescending most
To sorrow’s nadir depths, should choose that earth
For love’s chief triumph, missioning thence her gift
Even to the utmost zenith.”
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