The maid of Redenfayn, an allegory of two worlds, in three books: I The book of loves and dreams . The Maid of Redenfayn. Of finest dust afloat among the suns:Then how infinitesimal is man ! Though young in times comparison, the earthFor many million centuries has lived;And yet but as an hour her age besideOur suns, and its but a mere tick of timeBeside th antiquity of th \? utter then the nothingness of man!So humble be we as the tiniest worm;In our brief day do all the good we can,Love God and man and every living thing,For never here this life well live again. Love to our race i
The maid of Redenfayn, an allegory of two worlds, in three books: I The book of loves and dreams . The Maid of Redenfayn. Of finest dust afloat among the suns:Then how infinitesimal is man ! Though young in times comparison, the earthFor many million centuries has lived;And yet but as an hour her age besideOur suns, and its but a mere tick of timeBeside th antiquity of th \? utter then the nothingness of man!So humble be we as the tiniest worm;In our brief day do all the good we can,Love God and man and every living thing,For never here this life well live again. Love to our race is a necessity: We would not be had Love herself not been; Father and mother hath she been to us; In her blessed realm is El Dorado found. Within whose midst blooms bright the Tree of Life, From whose roots sap doth flow the fount of youth. Beneath her reign no sword is ever drawn. No war drum beats, nor deadly powder burns; But far and high peace floats her milk-white flag. The devils gospel of eternal hate Before the smile of love will yet go down : All evil charms the charm of love out-charms. Looking through hist
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