A Minister of the World (Classic Reprint) - Softcover

Excerpt from A Minister of the World

Down the street a light open wagon contain ing two women, one of whom was driving the somewhat spiritless horse, could now be seen approaching the parsonage. The clock on the white shelf had just drawn up all its vibrations into a single distinct effort and clanged out two resonant strokes. A slender gray-haired woman in a checked cotton gown and white apron came out to the door just as the clock struck, and stood watching the horse and wagon as they drew near.

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Excerpt from A Minister of the World

"Take any of the sons our Age has nursed,
Fed with her food and taught her best and worst;
Suppose no great disaster; look not nigh
On hidden hours of his extremity;
But watch him like the flickering magnet stirred
By each imponderable look and word,
And think how firm a courage every day
He needs to bear him on life's common way,
Since even at the best his spirit moves
Thro' such a tourney of conflicting loves, -
Unwisely sought, untruly called untrue;
Beloved and hated and beloved anew;
Till in the changing whirl of praise and blame
He feels himself the same and not the same,
And often, overworn and overwon,
Knows all a dream and wishes all were done.

I know it, such an one these eyes have seen
About the world, with his unworldly mien,
And often idly hopeless, often bent
On some tumultuous deed and vehement,
Because his spirit he can nowise fit
To the world's ways and settled rule of it,
But thro' contented thousands travels on
Like a sad heir in disinherison,
And rarely by great thought or brave emprise
Comes out above his life's perplexities,
Looks through the rifted cloudland, and sees clear
Fate at his feet and the high God anear:"

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This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.