...been a poet according to the grand definition of the greatest poet among ourselves : — ' Dowered with the hate of hate, the scorn of scorn, The love of love.' It could not be otherwise with a man who, like Arndt, was thoroughly in earnest ; and unquestionably...

...191 A QUAKER WOMAN'S SERMON 192 The poet in a golden clime was born, With golden stars above; Dowered with the hate of hate, The scorn of scorn, the love of love. —TEXKTSOK. How sweet the chime of the Sabbath bells! Each one its creed in music tells.—Page 83....

...offers some good stanzas : — " The poet in a golden clime was born, With golden stars above ; Dowered with the hate of hate, the scorn of scorn, The love of love." Excited, we dare not say inspired, by the muse of Byron, Mr. Nicholas Michell has produced " The Siege...

...springing from earth" — high thought — voluntarily moving harmonious numbers. His " Poet" is " dowered with the hate of hate, the scorn of scorn, the love of love," and his words " shake the world." The author, when he wrote " The Poet," was fn>sh from school, and...

...moonlight or flashed in the sun. Why did he not carry out the fine conception of ' The Poet ' : — ' Dower'd with the hate of hate, the scorn of scorn, The love of love, » * * * * And bravely furnished all abroad to fling The winged shafts of truth, To throng with stately...

...— the melancholy adepts of the new poetic creed may boldly affect, like Tennyson, ' To be dowered with the hate of hate, the scorn of scorn, The love of love.' We shall not now oppose the eternal laws of good taste to these transitory successes of universal genius....

...versification, that remind us of some of the happiest efforts of Shelley. " The poet in a golden clime was born, With golden stars above, Dower'd with the hate of...Before him lay ; with echoing feet he threaded The secret'st walks of fame ; The viewless arrows of his thoughts were headed And wing'd with flame, Like...

...form of creed, With chisell'd features clear and sleek. THE POET. THE poet in a golden clime was born, With golden stars above ; Dower'd with the hate of...Before him lay : with echoing feet he threaded The secret'st walks of fame : The viewless arrows of his thoughts were headed And wing'd with flame, Like...

...sincerity. Ever prompt for generous toil, He won for himself from the world Only the poet's dowry, " The hate of hate, the scorn of scorn, The love of love !" After all that has been said and done the world knows little — can know little — of the true...

...spirit. She sees into men and women, as the poet sees into the world, because she loves. She is dowered with — " The hate of hate, the scorn of scorn, The love of love ;" and for this reason also she possesses a discriminating sympathy. There are two kinds of sympathy....