Must stand, or other brow his crown will wear."

She paused, and o'er them, as with magic spell,

For a brief space a holy silence fell;

Then while the sunset crimson of the sky

Set ocean all a-blush, he made reply:

"Reason and candor justify your claim;

The Infinite is infinite in all;

The Power that touches into life that flame

Holds earth and heaven subject to His call,

And at His fiat peoples rise and fall.

"Your dauntless zeal doth shame my coward heart;

Your word of faith my courage doth inspire;

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I see 'tis only noble to have part

In moral contest; not to fan the fire

Of a false glory, which must ever feed

On souls that perish, and on hearts that bleed.

"And this I gather from your earnest plea;—

That souls which walk in light and see the way

To heights of truth yet unattained, must be

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