John Henry Newman (Джон Генри Ньюмен)

Warnings

When Heaven sends sorrow,
Warnings go first,
Lest it should burst
With stunning might
On souls too bright
To fear the morrow.

Can science bear us
To the hid springs
Of human things?
Why may not dream,
Or thought's day-gleam,
Startle, yet cheer us?

Are such thoughts fetters,
While Faith disowns
Dread of earth's tones,
Reeks but Heaven's call,
And on the wall
Reads but Heaven's letters?

1. Flowers without Fruit
2. Hymn to Lauds Sunday
3. Reverses
4. The Elements
5. Christmas without Christ

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