Madmoments: or First Verseattempts By a Bornnatural. Addressed to the Lightheaded of Society at Large, by Henry Ellison |
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ON NOT HATEING. |
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ON NOT HATEING.
Indulge in no Illwill, no Enmities,Or Envies—e'en tho' injured, let the Thought
Pass from thy Mind, as if there had been naught
To trouble thee, and thus, if thou art wise,
There will be really naught—thine Enemy's
Worst Malice has no Power to work thee aught
Like that one Ill thou thyself mak'st, when brought
To hate: this casts thee out of Paradise,
Casts out the Godhead from thy Breast, and is
As if into the Fountainhead of Bliss
Thou hadst thrown Poison: but to love on still,
And for thy Father's sake to pardon, this
After a godlike Fashion keeps thy Will
Pure, and thy Soul sublime and calm, like His!
For where Love is, there is God too: no Space
So small but can all Paradise embrace!
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