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POEMS OF GEORGE ELIOT.
By blundering molecules. Analysis May show you the right physic for the ill, Teaching the molecules to find their dance, Instead of sipping at the heart of flowers. But spare me your analogies, that hold Such insight as the figure of a crow And bar of music put to signify A crowbar."
Said the Priest, "There I agree,' — Would add that sacramental grace is grace ,' Which to be known must first be felt, with ^11 The strengthening influxes that come by pr/ayer. I note tliis passingly — would not delay / The conversation's tenor, save to hint / That taking stand with Rosencranz one s/ees Final equivalence of all we name Our Good and 111 — their difference me/an while Being inborn prejudice that plumps ymu down An Ego, brings a weight into your scf/de Forcing a standard. That resistless /weight Obstinate, irremovable by thought, Persisting through disproof, an achef'-, a need That spaceless stays where sharp aiiialysis Has shown a plenum filled without tit — what If this, to use your phrase, were ju.jst that Being Not looking solely, grasping from tlhe dark. Weighing the difference you call E/go ? This Gives you persistence, regulates ttfee flux With strict relation rooted in the j All. Who is he of your late philosophej rs Takes the true name of Being to l|)e Will ? I — nay, the Church objects naugUat, is content: Reason has reached its utmost nelgative, Physic and metaphysic meet in t^fiie inane
And backward shrink to intense (prejudice,
