<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=118218" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Through a Glass Darkly</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">What we, when face to face we see<br>The Father of our souls, shall be,<br>John tells us, doth not yet appear;<br>Ah! did he tell what we are here!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A mind for thoughts to pass into,<br>A heart for loves to travel through,<br>Five senses to detect things near,<br>Is this the whole that we are here?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Rules baffle instincts--instinct rules,<br>Wise men are bad--and good are fools,<br>Facts evil--wishes vain appear,<br>We cannot go, why are we here?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">O may we for assurance's sake,<br>Some arbitrary judgement take,<br>And wilfully pronounce it clear,<br>For this or that 'tis we are here?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Or is it right, and will it do,<br>To pace the sad confusion through,<br>And say:--It doth not yet appear,<br>What we shall be, what we are here?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ah yet, when all is thought and said,<br>The heart still overrules the head;<br>Still what we hope we must believe,<br>And what is given us receive;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Must still believe, for still we hope<br>That in a world of larger scope,<br>What here is faithfully begun<br>Will be completed, not undone.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">My child, we still must think, when we<br>That ampler life together see,<br>Some true result will yet appear<br>Of what we are, together, here.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Arthur+Hugh+Clough">Arthur Hugh Clough</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=118218" data-title="Through a Glass Darkly de Arthur Hugh Clough" data-description="What we, when face to face we see/The Father of our souls, shall be,/John tells us, doth not yet appear;/Ah! did he tell what we are here!/A mind for thoughts to pass into,/A heart for loves to travel through,/Five senses to detect things near,/Is..."></div> </div> </div>

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