BISHOP BLOUGRAM'S APOLOGY.
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This Blougram—yet throughout the tales of him
I see he figures as an Englishman.”
Well, the two things are reconcileable.
But would I rather you discovered that,
Subjoining—“Still, what matter though they be?
Blougram concerns me nought, born here or there.”
I see he figures as an Englishman.”
Well, the two things are reconcileable.
But would I rather you discovered that,
Subjoining—“Still, what matter though they be?
Blougram concerns me nought, born here or there.”
Pure faith indeed—you know not what you ask!
Naked belief in God the Omnipotent,
Omniscient, Omnipresent, sears too much
The sense of conscious creatures to be borne.
It were the seeing him, no flesh shall dare.
Some think, Creation’s meant to show him forth:
I say, it’s meant to hide him all it can,
And that’s what all the blessed Evil’s for.
Its use in Time is to environ us,
Our breath, our drop of dew, with shield enough
Against that sight till we can bear its stress.
Under a vertical sun, the exposed brain
And lidless eye and disemprisoned heart
Naked belief in God the Omnipotent,
Omniscient, Omnipresent, sears too much
The sense of conscious creatures to be borne.
It were the seeing him, no flesh shall dare.
Some think, Creation’s meant to show him forth:
I say, it’s meant to hide him all it can,
And that’s what all the blessed Evil’s for.
Its use in Time is to environ us,
Our breath, our drop of dew, with shield enough
Against that sight till we can bear its stress.
Under a vertical sun, the exposed brain
And lidless eye and disemprisoned heart
