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Poem
August 13, 1835
Litchfield Enquirer
Litchfield, Litchfield County, Connecticut
What is this article about?
A lyrical poem extolling love as the divine law above all, keeping the mind pure like a child's, rejecting contempt for creation, and illustrated by a child's affection for nature, condemning only human pride.
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BEAUTIFUL EXTRACT.
Oh, if there is one law above the rest,
Written in Wisdom,—if there is a word,
If there is any thing that keeps the mind
Upon the unsullied temper of a child—
That I would trace as with a pen of fire,
God hath made nothing worthy of contempt.
The ministry of ill, 'TIS HUMAN LOVE!
Open to angel visits and repels
The smallest pebble in the well of truth
When man's best monuments wear away.
Has its peculiar meanings, and will stand
The Law of Heaven is Love, and tho' its name
Has been usurp'd by passion, and profan'd
Still the eternal principle is pure:
To its unholy uses through all time,
And in these deep affections that we feel
Omnipotent within us, we but see
The lavish measure in which love is given.
And in the yearning tenderness of a child,
For every bird that sings above its head,
And every tree and bower and running brook,
And every creature feeding on the hills,
We see how every thing was made to love,
And how they err who in a world like this,
Find any thing to hate but human pride.
Oh, if there is one law above the rest,
Written in Wisdom,—if there is a word,
If there is any thing that keeps the mind
Upon the unsullied temper of a child—
That I would trace as with a pen of fire,
God hath made nothing worthy of contempt.
The ministry of ill, 'TIS HUMAN LOVE!
Open to angel visits and repels
The smallest pebble in the well of truth
When man's best monuments wear away.
Has its peculiar meanings, and will stand
The Law of Heaven is Love, and tho' its name
Has been usurp'd by passion, and profan'd
Still the eternal principle is pure:
To its unholy uses through all time,
And in these deep affections that we feel
Omnipotent within us, we but see
The lavish measure in which love is given.
And in the yearning tenderness of a child,
For every bird that sings above its head,
And every tree and bower and running brook,
And every creature feeding on the hills,
We see how every thing was made to love,
And how they err who in a world like this,
Find any thing to hate but human pride.
What sub-type of article is it?
Ode
What themes does it cover?
Religious Faith
Moral Virtue
Nature Seasons
What keywords are associated?
Divine Love
Heavenly Law
Child Tenderness
Nature Affection
Human Pride
Moral Purity
Poem Details
Title
Beautiful Extract.
Key Lines
The Law Of Heaven Is Love, And Tho' Its Name
God Hath Made Nothing Worthy Of Contempt.
We See How Every Thing Was Made To Love,
Find Any Thing To Hate But Human Pride.
'Tis Human Love!