A Death In The Desert Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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Supposed of Pamphylax the AntiocheneA
It is a parchment of my rolls the fifthB
Hath three skins glued together is all GreekC
And goeth from Epsilon down to MuD
Lies second in the surnamed Chosen ChestE
Stained and conserved with juice of terebinthB
Covered with cloth of hair and lettered XiF
From Xanthus my wife's uncle now at peaceG
Mu and Epsilon stand for my own nameH
I may not write it but I make a crossI
To show I wait His coming with the restE
And leave off here beginneth PamphylaxI
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I said If one should wet his lips with wineA
And slip the broadest plantain leaf we findJ
Or else the lappet of a linen robeK
Into the water vessel lay it rightL
And cool his forehead just above the eyesI
The while a brother kneeling either sideM
Should chafe each hand and try to make it warmN
He is not so far gone but he might speakC
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This did not happen in the outer caveO
Nor in the secret chamber of the rockP
Where sixty days since the decree was outQ
We had him bedded on a camel skinA
And waited for his dying all the whileR
But in the midmost grotto since noon's lightL
Reached there a little and we would not loseI
The last of what might happen on his faceI
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I at the head and Xanthus at the feetS
With Valens and the Boy had lifted himT
And brought him from the chamber in the depthsI
And laid him in the light where we might seeI
For certain smiles began about his mouthB
And his lids moved presageful of the endU
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Beyond and half way up the mouth o' the caveO
The Bactrian convert having his desireV
Kept watch and made pretence to graze a goatW
That gave us milk on rags of various herbX
Plantain and quitch the rocks' shade keeps aliveY
So that if any thief or soldier passedZ
Because the persecution was awareA2
Yielding the goat up promptly with his lifeB2
Such man might pass on joyful at a prizeI
Nor care to pry into the cool o' the caveO
Outside was all noon and the burning blueD
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Here is wine answered Xanthus dropped a dropC2
I stooped and placed the lap of cloth arightZ
Then chafed his right hand and the Boy his leftZ
But Valens had bethought him and producedZ
And broke a ball of nard and made perfumeD2
Only he did not so much wake as turnA
And smile a little as a sleeper doesI
If any dear one call him touch his faceI
And smiles and loves but will not be disturbedZ
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Then Xanthus said a prayer but still he sleptZ
It is the Xanthus that escaped to RomeE2
Was burned and could not write the chronicleF2
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Then the Boy sprang up from his knees and ranA
Stung by the splendour of a sudden thoughtZ
And fetched the seventh plate of graven leadZ
Out of the secret chamber found a placeI
Pressing with finger on the deeper dintsI
And spoke as 't were his mouth proclaiming firstZ
I am the Resurrection and the LifeB2
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Whereat he opened his eyes wide at onceI
And sat up of himself and looked at usI
And thenceforth nobody pronounced a wordZ
Only outside the Bactrian cried his cryG2
Like the lone desert bird that wears the ruffH2
As signal we were safe from time to timeI2
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First he said If a friend declared to meI
This my son Valens this my other sonA
Were James and Peter nay declared as wellJ2
This lad was very John I could believeK2
Could for a moment doubtlessly believeK2
So is myself withdrawn into my depthsI
The soul retreated from the perished brainA
Whence it was wont to feel and use the worldZ
Through these dull members done with long agoL2
Yet I myself remain I feel myselfM2
And there is nothing lost Let be awhileR
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This is the doctrine he was wont to teachN2
How divers persons witness in each manA
Three souls which make up one soul first to witZ
A soul of each and all the bodily partsI
Seated therein which works and is what DoesI
And has the use of earth and ends the manA
Downward but tending upward for adviceI
Grows into and again is grown intoZ
By the next soul which seated in the brainA
Useth the first with its collected useI
And feeleth thinketh willeth is what KnowsI
Which duly tending upward in its turnA
Grows into and again is grown intoZ
By the last soul that uses both the firstZ
Subsisting whether they assist or noL2
And constituting man's self is what IsI
And leans upon the former makes it playO2
As that played off the first and tending upP2
Holds is upheld by God and ends the manA
Upward in that dread point of intercourseI
Nor needs a place for it returns to HimT
What Does what Knows what Is three souls one manA
I give the glossa of TheotypasI
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And then A stick once fire from end to endZ
Now ashes save the tip that holds a sparkQ2
Yet blow the spark it runs back spreads itselfM2
A little where the fire was thus I urgeR2
The soul that served me till it task once moreS2
What ashes of my brain have kept their shapeT2
And these make effort on the last o' the fleshU2
Trying to taste again the truth of thingsI
He smiled their very superficial truthB
As that ye are my sons that it is longV2
Since James and Peter had release by deathB
And I am only he your brother JohnA
Who saw and heard and could remember allW2
Remember all It is not much to sayI
What if the truth broke on me from aboveX2
As once and oft times Such might hap againA
Doubtlessly He might stand in presence hereY2
With head wool white eyes flame and feet like brassI
The sword and the seven stars as I have seenA
I who now shudder only and surmiseI
How did your brother bear that sight and live '-
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If I live yet it is for good more loveX2
Through me to men be nought but ashes hereY2
That keep awhile my semblance who was JohnA
Still when they scatter there is left on earthB
No one alive who knew consider thisI
Saw with his eyes and handled with his handsI
That which was from the first the Word of LifeB2
How will it be when none more saith 'I saw'I
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Such ever was love's way to rise it stoopsI
Since I whom Christ's mouth taught was bidden teachN2
I went for many years about the worldZ
Saying 'It was so so I heard and saw '-
Speaking as the case asked and men believedZ
Afterward came the message to myselfM2
In Patmos isle I was not bidden teachN2
But simply listen take a book and writeZ
Nor set down other than the given wordZ
With nothing left to my arbitramentZ
To choose or change I wrote and men believedZ
Then for my time grew brief no message moreS2
No call to write again I found a wayI
And reasoning from my knowledge merely taughtZ
Men should for love's sake in love's strength believeK2
Or I would pen a letter to a friendZ
And urge the same as friend nor less nor moreS2
Friends said I reasoned rightly and believedZ
But at the last why I seemed left aliveY
Like a sea jelly weak on Patmos strandZ
To tell dry sea beach gazers how I faredZ
When there was mid sea and the mighty thingsI
Left to repeat 'I saw I heard I knew '-
And go all over the old ground againA
With Antichrist already in the worldZ
And many Antichrists who answered promptZ
'Am I not Jasper as thyself art JohnA
'Nay young whereas through age thou mayest forgetZ
'Wherefore explain or how shall we believeK2
I never thought to call down fire on suchZ2
Or as in wonderful and early daysI
Pick up the scorpion tread the serpent dumbA3
But patient stated much of the Lord's lifeB2
Forgotten or misdelivered and let it workB3
Since much that at the first in deed and wordZ
Lay simply and sufficiently exposedZ
Had grown or else my soul was grown to matchC3
Fed through such years familiar with such lightZ
Guarded and guided still to see and speakC
Of new significance and fresh resultZ
What first were guessed as points I now knew starsI
And named them in the Gospel I have writZ
For men said 'It is getting long agoL2
'Where is the promise of His coming ' askedZ
These young ones in their strength as loth to waitZ
Of me who when their sires were born was oldZ
I for I loved them answered joyfullyI
Since I was there and helpful in my ageD3
And in the main I think such men believedZ
Finally thus endeavouring I fell sickE3
Ye brought me here and I supposed the endZ
And went to sleep with one thought that at leastZ
Though the whole earth should lie in wickednessI
We had the truth might leave the rest to GodZ
Yet now I wake in such decrepitudeZ
As I had slidden down and fallen afarF3
Past even the presence of my former selfM2
Grasping the while for stay at facts which snapG3
Till I am found away from my own worldZ
Feeling for foot hold through a blank profoundZ
Along with unborn people in strange landsI
Who say I hear said or conceive they sayI
'Was John at all and did he say he sawI
'Assure us ere we ask what he might see '-
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And how shall I assure them Can they shareA2
They who have flesh a veil of youth and strengthB
About each spirit that needs must bide its timeI2
Living and learning still as years assistZ
Which wear the thickness thin and let man seeI
With me who hardly am withheld at allW2
But shudderingly scarce a shred betweenA
Lie bare to the universal prick of lightZ
Is it for nothing we grow old and weakC
We whom God loves When pain ends gain ends tooZ
To me that story ay that Life and DeathB
Of which I wrote 'it was' to me it isI
Is here and now I apprehend nought elseI
Is not God now i' the world His power first madeZ
Is not His love at issue still with sinA
Visibly when a wrong is done on earthB
Love wrong and pain what see I else aroundZ
Yea and the Resurrection and UpriseI
To the right hand of the throne what is it besideZ
When such truth breaking bounds o'erfloods my soulH3
And as I saw the sin and death even soL2
See I the need yet transiency of bothB
The good and glory consummated thenceI
I saw the power I see the Love once weakC
Resume the Power and in this word 'I see '-
Lo there is recognized the Spirit of bothB
That moving o'er the spirit of man unblindsI
His eye and bids him look These are I seeI
But ye the children His beloved ones tooZ
Ye need as I should use an optic glassI
I wondered at erewhile somewhere i' the worldZ
It had been given a crafty smith to makeI3
A tube he turned on objects brought too closeI
Lying confusedly insubordinateZ
For the unassisted eye to master onceI
Look through his tube at distance now they layI
Become succinct distinct so small so clearJ3
Just thus ye needs must apprehend what truthB
I see reduced to plain historic factZ
Diminished into clearness proved a pointZ
And far away ye would withdraw your senseI
From out eternity strain it upon timeI2
Then stand before that fact that Life and DeathB
Stay there at gaze till it dispart dispreadZ
As though a star should open out all sidesI
Grow the world on you as it is my worldZ
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For life with all it yields of joy and woeL2
And hope and fear believe the aged friendZ
Is just our chance o' the prize of learning loveX2
How love might be hath been indeed and isI
And that we hold thenceforth to the uttermostZ
Such prize despite the envy of the worldZ
And having gained truth keep truth that is allW2
But see the double way wherein we are ledZ
How the soul learns diversely from the fleshU2
With flesh that hath so little time to stayZ
And yields mere basement for the soul's empriseI
Expect prompt teaching Helpful was the lightZ
And warmth was cherishing and food was choiceI
To every man's flesh thousand years agoL2
As now to yours and mine the body sprangK3
At once to the height and stayed but the soul noL2
Since sages who this noontide meditateZ
In Rome or Athens may descry some pointZ
Of the eternal power hid yestereveX2
And as thereby the power's whole mass extendsI
So much extends the ther floating o'erV
The love that tops the might the Christ in GodZ
Then as new lessons shall be learned in theseI
Till earth's work stop and useless time run outZ
So duly daily needs provision beI
For keeping the soul's prowess possibleF2
Building new barriers as the old decayZ
Saving us from evasion of life's proofX2
Putting the question ever 'Does God loveX2
'And will ye hold that truth against the world '-
Ye know there needs no second proof with goodZ
Gained for our flesh from any earthly sourceI
We might go freezing ages give us fireV
Thereafter we judge fire at its full worthB
And guard it safe through every chance ye knowL2
That fable of Prometheus and his theftZ
How mortals gained Jove's fiery flower grows oldZ
I have been used to hear the pagans ownA
And out of mind but fire howe'er its birthB
Here is it precious to the sophist nowA
Who laughs the myth of schylus to scornA
As precious to those satyrs of his playZ
Who touched it in gay wonder at the thingL3
While were it so with the soul this gift of truthB
Once grasped were this our soul's gain safe and sureM3
To prosper as the body's gain is wontZ
Why man's probation would conclude his earthB
Crumble for he both reasons and decidesI
Weighs first then chooses will he give up fireV
For gold or purple once he knows its worthB
Could he give Christ up were His worth as plainA
Therefore I say to test man the proofs shiftZ
Nor may he grasp that fact like other factZ
And straightway in his life acknowledge itZ
As say the indubitable bliss of fireV
Sigh ye 'It had been easier once than now'A
To give you answer I am left aliveX2
Look at me who was present from the firstZ
Ye know what things I saw then came a testZ
My first befitting me who so had seenA
'Forsake the Christ thou sawest transfigured HimT
'Who trod the sea and brought the dead to lifeX2
'What should wring this from thee ' ye laugh and askN3
What wrung it Even a torchlight and a noiseI
The sudden Roman faces violent handsI
And fear of what the Jews might do Just thatZ
And it is written 'I forsook and fled '-
There was my trial and it ended thusI
Ay but my soul had gained its truth could growL2
Another year or two what little childZ
What tender woman that had seen no leastZ
Of all my sights but barely heard them toldZ
Who did not clasp the cross with a light laughX2
Or wrap the burning robe round thanking GodZ
Well was truth safe for ever then Not soL2
Already had begun the silent workB3
Whereby truth deadened of its absolute blazeI
Might need love's eye to pierce the o'erstretched doubtZ
Teachers were busy whispering 'All is trueZ
'As the aged ones report but youth can reachN2
'Where age gropes dimly weak with stir and strainA
'And the full doctrine slumbers till to day '-
Thus what the Roman's lowered spear was foundZ
A bar to me who touched and handled truthB
Now proved the glozing of some new shrewd tongueO3
This Ebion this Cerinthus or their matesI
Till imminent was the outcry 'Save our Christ '-
Whereon I stated much of the Lord's lifeX2
Forgotten or misdelivered and let it workB3
Such work done as it will be what comes nextZ
What do I hear say or conceive men sayZ
'Was John at all and did he say he sawI
'Assure us ere we ask what he might see '-
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Is this indeed a burthen for late daysI
And may I help to bear it with you allW2
Using my weakness which becomes your strengthB
For if a babe were born inside this grotZ
Grew to a boy here heard us praise the sunA
Yet had but yon sole glimmer in light's placeI
One loving him and wishful he should learnA
Would much rejoice himself was blinded firstZ
Month by month here so made to understandZ
How eyes born darkling apprehend amissI
I think I could explain to such a childZ
There was more glow outside than gleams he caughtZ
Ay nor need urge 'I saw it so believe '-
It is a heavy burthen you shall bearA2
In latter days new lands or old grown strangeP3
Left without me which must be very soonA
What is the doubt my brothers Quick with itZ
I see you stand conversing each new faceI
Either in fields of yellow summer evesI
On islets yet unnamed amid the seaI
Or pace for shelter 'neath a porticoL2
Out of the crowd in some enormous townA
Where now the larks sing in a solitudeZ
Or muse upon blank heaps of stone and sandZ
Idly conjectured to be EphesusI
And no one asks his fellow any moreS2
'Where is the promise of His coming ' butZ
'Was he revealed in any of His livesI
'As Power as Love as Influencing Soul '-
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Quick for time presses tell the whole mind outZ
And let us ask and answer and be savedZ
My book speaks on because it cannot passI
One listens quietly nor scoffs but pleadsI
'Here is a tale of things done ages sinceI
'What truth was ever told the second dayZ
'Wonders that would prove doctrine go for noughtZ
'Remains the doctrine love well we must loveX2
'And what we love most power and love in oneA
'Let us acknowledge on the record hereY2
'Accepting these in Christ must Christ then beI
'Has He been Did not we ourselves make HimT
'Our mind receives but what it holds no moreS2
'First of the love then we acknowledge ChristZ
'A proof we comprehend His love a proofX2
'We had such love already in ourselvesI
'Knew first what else we should not recognizeI
''Tis mere projection from man's inmost mindZ
'And what he loves thus falls reflected backQ3
'Becomes accounted somewhat out of himT
'He throws it up in air it drops down earth'sI
'With shape name story added man's old wayZ
'How prove you Christ came otherwise at leastZ
'Next try the power He made and rules the worldZ
'Certes there is a world once made now ruledZ
'Unless things have been ever as we seeI
'Our sires declared a charioteer's yoked steedsI
'Brought the sun up the east and down the westZ
'Which only of itself now rises setsI
'As if a hand impelled it and a willR3
'Thus they long thought they who had will and handsI
'But the new question's whisper is distinctZ
'Wherefore must all force needs be like ourselvesI
'We have the hands the will what made and drivesI
'The sun is force is law is named not knownA
'While will and love we do know marks of theseI
'Eye witnesses attest so books declareA2
'As that to punish or reward our raceI
'The sun at undue times arose or setZ
'Or else stood still what do not men affirmS3
'But earth requires as urgently rewardZ
'Or punishment to day as years agoL2
'And none expects the sun will interposeI
'Therefore it was mere passion and mistakeI3
'Or erring zeal for right which changed the truthB
'Go back far farther to the birth of thingsI
'Ever the will the intelligence the loveX2
'Man's which he gives supposing he but findsI
'As late he gave head body hands and feetZ
'To help these in what forms he called his godsI
'First Jove's brow Juno's eyes were swept awayZ
'But Jove's wrath Juno's pride continued longV2
'As last will power and love discarded theseI
'So law in turn discards power love and willR3
'What proveth God is otherwise at leastZ
'All else projection from the mind of manA
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Nay do not give me wine for I am strongV2
But place my gospel where I put my handsI
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I say that man was made to grow not stopC2
That help he needed once and needs no moreS2
Having grown but an inch by is withdrawnA
For he hath new needs and new helps to theseI
This imports solely man should mount on eachN2
New height in view the help whereby he mountsI
The ladder rung his foot has left may fallW2
Since all things suffer change save God the TruthB
Man apprehends Him newly at each stageD3
Whereat earth's ladder drops its service doneA
And nothing shall prove twice what once was provedZ
You stick a garden plot with ordered twigsI
To show inside lie germs of herbs unbornA
And check the careless step would spoil their birthB
But when herbs wave the guardian twigs may goL2
Since should ye doubt of virtues question kindsI
It is no longer for old twigs ye lookT3
Which proved once underneath lay store of seedZ
But to the herb's self by what light ye boastZ
For what fruit's signs are This book's fruit is plainA
Nor miracles need prove it any moreS2
Doth the fruit show Then miracles bade 'wareS2
At first of root and stem saved both till nowA
From trampling ox rough boar and wanton goatZ
What Was man made a wheelwork to wind upP2
And be discharged and straight wound up anewZ
No grown his growth lasts taught he ne'er forgetsI
May learn a thousand things not twice the sameH
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This might be pagan teaching now hear mineA
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I say that as the babe you feed awhileR
Becomes a boy and fit to feed himselfX2
So minds at first must be spoon fed with truthB
When they can eat babe's nurture is withdrawnA
I fed the babe whether it would or noL2
I bid the boy or feed himself or starveX2
I cried once 'That ye may believe in ChristZ
'Behold this blind man shall receive his sight '-
I cry now 'Urgest thou for I am shrewdZ
'And smile at stories how John's word could cureS2
'Repeat that miracle and take my faith '-
I say that miracle was duly wroughtZ
When save for it no faith was possibleF2
Whether a change were wrought i' the shows o' the worldZ
Whether the change came from our minds which seeI
Of shows o' the world so much as and no moreS2
Than God wills for His purpose what do IG2
See now suppose you there where you see rockP
Round us I know not such was the effectZ
So faith grew making void more miraclesI
Because too much they would compel not helpU3
I say the acknowledgment of God in ChristZ
Accepted by thy reason solves for theeI
All questions in the earth and out of itZ
And has so far advanced thee to be wiseI
Wouldst thou unprove this to re prove the provedZ
In life's mere minute with power to use that proofX2
Leave knowledge and revert to how it sprungO3
Thou hast it use it and forthwith or dieG2
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For I say this is death and the sole deathB
When a man's loss comes to him from his gainA
Darkness from light from knowledge ignoranceI
And lack of love from love made manifestZ
A lamp's death when replete with oil it chokesI
A stomach's when surcharged with food it starvesI
With Ignorance was surety of a cureS2
When man appalled at nature questioned firstZ
'What if there lurk a might behind this might '-
He needed satisfaction God could giveX2
And did give as ye have the written wordZ
But when he finds might still redouble mightZ
Yet asks 'Since all is might what use of will '-
Will the one source of might he being manA
With a man's will and a man's might to teachN2
In little how the two combine in largeV3
That man has turned round on himself and standsI
Which in the course of nature is to dieG2
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And when man questioned 'What if there be loveX2
'Behind the will and might as real as they '-
He needed satisfaction God could giveX2
And did give as ye have the written wordZ
But when beholding that love everywhereS2
He reasons 'Since such love is everywhereS2
'And since ourselves can love and would be lovedZ
'We ourselves make the love and Christ was not '-
How shall ye help this man who knows himselfX2
That he must love and would be loved againA
Yet owning his own love that proveth ChristZ
Rejecteth Christ though very need of HimT
The lamp o'erswims with oil the stomach flagsI
Loaded with nurture and that man's soul diesI
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If he rejoin 'But this was all the whileR
'A trick the fault was first of all in theeI
'Thy story of the places names and datesI
'Where when and how the ultimate truth had riseI
'Thy prior truth at last discovered noneA
'Whence now the second suffers detrimentZ
'What good of giving knowledge if becauseI
'O' the manner of the gift its profit failW3
'And why refuse what modicum of helpU3
'Had stopped the after doubt impossibleF2
'I' the face of truth truth absolute uniformN
'Why must I hit of this and miss of thatZ
'Distinguish just as I be weak or strongV2
'And not ask of thee and have answer promptZ
'Was this once was it not once then and nowA
'And evermore plain truth from man to manA
'Is John's procedure just the heathen bard'sI
'Put question of his famous play againA
'How for the ephemerals' sake Jove's fire was filchedZ
'And carried in a cane and brought to earthB
'The fact is in the fable cry the wiseI
'Mortals obtained the boon so much is factZ
'Though fire be spirit and produced on earthB
'As with the Titan's so now with thy taleW3
'Why breed in us perplexity mistakeI3
'Nor tell the whole truth in the proper words '-
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I answer Have ye yet to argue outZ
The very primal thesis plainest lawI
Man is not God but hath God's end to serveX2
A master to obey a course to takeI3
Somewhat to cast off somewhat to becomeA3
Grant this then man must pass from old to newZ
From vain to real from mistake to factZ
From what once seemed good to what now proves bestZ
How could man have progression otherwiseI
Before the point was mooted 'What is God '-
No savage man inquired 'What am myself '-
Much less replied 'First last and best of things '-
Man takes that title now if he believesI
Might can exist with neither will nor loveX2
In God's case what he names now Nature's LawI
While in himself he recognizes loveX2
No less than might and will and rightly takesI
Since if man prove the sole existent thingL3
Where these combine whatever their degreeI
However weak the might or will or loveX2
So they be found there put in evidenceI
He is as surely higher in the scaleW3
Than any might with neither love nor willR3
As life apparent in the poorest midgeX3
When the faint dust speck flits ye guess its wingL3
Is marvellous beyond dead Atlas' selfX2
Given to the nobler midge for resting placeI
Thus man proves best and highest God in fineA
And thus the victory leads but to defeatZ
The gain to loss best rise to the worst fallW2
His life becomes impossible which is deathB
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But if appealing thence he cower avouchN2
He is mere man and in humilityI
Neither may know God nor mistake himselfX2
I point to the immediate consequenceI
And say by such confession straight he fallsI
Into man's place a thing nor God nor beastZ
Made to know that he can know and not moreS2
Lower than God who knows all and can allW2
Higher than beasts which know and can so farS2
As each beast's limit perfect to an endZ
Nor conscious that they know nor craving moreS2
While man knows partly but conceives besideZ
Creeps ever on from fancies to the factZ
And in this striving this converting airS2
Into a solid he may grasp and useI
Finds progress man's distinctive mark aloneA
Not God's and not the beasts' God is they areS2
Man partly is and wholly hopes to beI
Such progress could no more attend his soulH3
Were all it struggles after found at firstZ
And guesses changed to knowledge absoluteZ
Than motion wait his body were all elseI
Than it the solid earth on every sideZ
Where now through space he moves from rest to restZ
Man therefore thus conditioned must expectZ
He could not what he knows now know at firstZ
What he considers that he knows to dayZ
Come but to morrow he will find misknownA
Getting increase of knowledge since he learnsI
Because he lives which is to be a manA
Set to instruct himself by his past selfX2
First like the brute obliged by facts to learnA
Next as man may obliged by his own mindZ
Bent habit nature knowledge turned to lawI
God's gift was that man should conceive of truthB
And yearn to gain it catching at mistakeI3
As midway help till he reach fact indeedZ
The statuary ere he mould a shapeT2
Boasts a like gift the shape's idea and nextZ
The aspiration to produce the sameH
So taking clay he calls his shape thereoutZ
Cries ever 'Now I have the thing I see'I
Yet all the while goes changing what was wroughtZ
From falsehood like the truth to truth itselfX2
How were it had he cried 'I see no faceI
'No breast no feet i' the ineffectual clay'I
Rather commend him that he clapped his handsI
And laughed 'It is my shape and lives again '-
EnJoyed the falsehood touched it on to truthB
Until yourselves applaud the flesh indeedZ
In what is still flesh imitating clayI
Right in you right in him such way be man'sI
God only makes the live shape at a jetZ
Will ye renounce this pact of creatureshipT2
The pattern on the Mount subsists no moreS2
Seemed awhile then returned to nothingnessI
But copies Moses strove to make therebyG2
Serve still and are replaced as time requiresI
By these make newest vessels reach the typeT2
If ye demur this judgment on your headZ
Never to reach the ultimate angel's lawI
Indulging every instinct of the soulI
There where law life joy impulse are one thingL3
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Such is the burthen of the latest timeI2
I have survived to hear it with my earsI
Answer it with my lips does this sufficeI
For if there be a further woe than suchN2
Wherein my brothers struggling need a handZ
So long as any pulse is left in mineA
May I be absent even longer yetZ
Plucking the blind ones back from the abyssI
Though I should tarry a new hundred yearsI
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But he was dead 'twas about noon the dayI
Somewhat declining we five buried himT
That eve and then dividing went five waysI
And I disguised returned to EphesusI
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By this the cave's mouth must be filled with sandZ
Valens is lost I know not of his traceI
The Bactrian was but a wild childish manA
And could not write nor speak but only lovedZ
So lest the memory of this go quiteZ
Seeing that I to morrow fight the beastsI
I tell the same to Phoebas whom believeX2
For many look again to find that faceI
Beloved John's to whom I ministeredZ
Somewhere in life about the world they errS2
Either mistaking what was darkly spokeY3
At ending of his book as he relatesI
Or misconceiving somewhat of this speechN2
Scattered from mouth to mouth as I supposeI
Believe ye will not see him any moreS2
About the world with his divine regardZ
For all was as I say and now the manA
Lies as he lay once breast to breast with GodZ
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Cerinthus read and mused one added thisI
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If Christ as thou affirmest be of menA
Mere man the first and best but nothing moreS2
Account Him for reward of what He wasI
Now and for ever wretchedest of allI
For see Himself conceived of life as loveX2
Conceived of love as what must enter inA
Fill up make one with His each soul He lovedZ
Thus much for man's joy all men's joy for HimT
Well He is gone thou sayest to fit rewardZ
But by this time are many souls set freeI
And very many still retained aliveX2
Nay should His coming be delayed awhileI
Say ten years longer twelve years some computeZ
See if for every finger of thy handsI
There be not found that day the world shall endZ
Hundreds of souls each holding by Christ's wordZ
That He will grow incorporate with allI
With me as Pamphylax with him as JohnA
Groom for each bride Can a mere man do thisI
Yet Christ saith this He lived and died to doZ
Call Christ then the illimitable GodZ
Or lostZ
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But 'twas Cerinthus that is lostZ

Robert Browning



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