Topic - Truth 85. The Age to Come

WHEN I would search the truths that in me burn,
   And mould them into rule and argument,
A hundred reasoners cried,—"Hast thou to learn
   Those dreams are scatter'd now, those fires are
And, did I mount to simpler thoughts, and try
Some theme of peace, 'twas still the same reply.

Perplex'd, I hoped my heart was pure of guile,
   But judged me weak in wit, to disagree;
But now, I see that men are mad awhile,
   'Tis the old history—Truth without a home,
Despised and slain, then rising from the tomb.

9, 1833.

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