
“The groves were God's first temples.”
A Forest Hymn http://www.bartleby.com/248/83.html (1824)
The Vow of the Peacock (1835)
“The groves were God's first temples.”
A Forest Hymn http://www.bartleby.com/248/83.html (1824)
“Bee to the blossom, moth to the flame; Each to his passion; what's in a name?”
Bk. III, Ch. 1
Wilhelm Meister's Lehrjahre (Apprenticeship) (1786–1830)
Ode http://rpo.library.utoronto.ca/poem/128.html, l. 1. Alternately, Address to the Nightingale; historically misattributed to William Shakespeare.
Poems: In Divers Humours (1598)
Context: As it fell upon a day
In the merry month of May,
Sitting in a pleasant shade
Which a grove of myrtles made,
Beasts did leap, and birds did sing,
Trees did grow, and plants did spring;
Every thing did banish moan,
Save the nightingale alone.
“While God waits for his temple to be built of love, men bring stones.”
41
Fireflies (1928)
“The flower doesn’t dream of the bee. It blossoms and the bee comes.”
“No eye saw him, while with loving pride
Each voice with each in praise of Jubal vied.”
The Legend of Jubal (1869)
Context: No eye saw him, while with loving pride
Each voice with each in praise of Jubal vied.
Must he in conscious trance, dumb, helpless lie
While all that ardent kindred passed him by?
His flesh cried out to live with living men,
And join that soul which to the inward ken
Of all the hymning train was present there.
“No sooner is a temple built to God, but the Devil builds a chapel hard by.”
Jacula Prudentum (1651)
Source: The Gospel of Sri Ramakrishna (1942), p. 465