Part IV — World-poets
World-poets
"Love seeketh not itself to please,Nor for itself hath any care,
But for another gives its ease
And builds a heaven in hell's despair.
— Blake
Love so beautifully idealised can be materialised if it springs from its Highest Source and has no link with anything inferior here below.
"I was angry with my friend.
I told my wrath, my wrath did end.
I was angry with my foe;
I told it not, my wrath did grow.
— Blake
Wrath is a weakness worth getting over. Again it cannot disturb the inner equilibrium, which is worth everything.
  — Browning
"Nor ear can hear nor tongue can tell
The torture of that inward hell!"
— Byron
To nurse an inward hell and escape the penalty is to ask for too much.
  — Byron
  — Goethe
  — Goethe
  — Keats
  — Keats
  — Longfellow
  — Sri Aurobindo, Savitri
Life is but an empty dream.
— Longfellow
Rather, life, the great gift of God, is a splendid field for self-realisation.
  — Milton
  — Milton
  — Shakespeare
  — Shakespeare
  — Shelley
"The desire of the moth for the star,
Of the night for the morrow,
The devotion to something afar
From the sphere of our sorrow.
— Shelley
Our Shelleys of the New Age will be singing of the transformation of the sphere of our sorrow into the sphere of our Delight!
"My strength is as the strength of ten,
Because my heart is pure.
— Tennyson
Let us look forward to the New World that is manifesting in the old — to the New World that will be full of Sir Galahads but with their hearts absolutely true to none and nothing else than the Divine and His Influence.
"'Tis better to have loved and lost
Than never to have loved at all.
— Tennyson
True, perhaps on the human plane. But true love is Love divine that knows no loss.
  — Whitman
  — Whitman
  — Wordsworth
  — Wordsworth