Touches on The Harp of Nature in the Same Key as Burns' Grand Anthem. By Henry Ellison |
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OVERLOOK NOT TRIFLES. |
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OVERLOOK NOT TRIFLES.
There are no trifles: no, not one in allThis wide and lovely world; if trifles were
Not so, so oft neglected by us, there
Would be few grievous ills: no, nor yet small;
Then first there would be trifles, could we call
Them so, taught to deem none beneath our care.
To God naught, naught is trifling, he can spare
Time even for the least: e'en for the fall,
Yea, of a leaf! The bee's small girdle is
Look'd to, as Saturn's vast belt, which extends
A hundred thousand miles! He who great ends
Sees not, nor works, in trifles, still must miss
Life's greatest end, real living, and with this
All others too,—the least chip comprehends,
As the whole block, the law of gravity;
So life's least duties its sublimity!
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