...first forewarning, And they who sowed the light, shall reap The golden sheaves of morning. LOWELL. For humanity sweeps onward; where to-day the martyr...up the scattered ashes into history's golden urn. From age to age man'a still aspiring spirit Finds wider scope and sees with clearer eyes, And thou...

...spirit, till his Lord is crucified, And the multitude make virtue of the faith they once denied ; Tor Humanity sweeps onward ; where to-day the martyr stands,...up the scattered ashes into History's golden urn." Do you not see that if a man have a new truth, it must be reformatory and so create an outcry ? It...

...of popular feeling, are well depicted by a distinguished American poet. "Far Humanity sweeps around; where to-day the martyr stands, On the morrow crouches...front the cross stands ready, and the crackling fagots bum, While the hooting mob of yesterday in silent awe return To gather up the scattered ashes into...

...prophet-hearts hath burned Bince the first man stood God-conquered with his face to heaven upturned. For Humanity sweeps onward : where to-day the martyr...up the scattered ashes into History's golden urn. 'Tis as easy to be heroes as to sit the idle slaves Of a legendary virtue carved upon our fathers'...

...and intelligence, which we call our Age. Out of this the pen of unerring history compiles its annals. "For Humanity sweeps onward ; where to-day the martyr...up the scattered ashes into History's golden urn." 2. In the second place, let us learn the essential iniquity and barbarism there is in any system of...

...many more, who do him reverence to-day, would have spurned his person and teachings with contempt, ' For humanity sweeps onward ; where to-day the martyr...Judas with the silver in his hands — Far in front tue cross stands ready, and the crackling fagots burn — And the hooting mob of yesterday in silent...

...steadfast souls were of that noble guild whose storm- tossed lives inspire ' the poet to write : — " For humanity sweeps onward ; where today the martyr stands^ On the morrow crouches Judas, with the money in his hands ; And the hooting mobs of yesterday, in silent awe return, To glean up the scattered...

...overleaps itself a little, and lands on the edge of extravagance. The finest stanza in the poem is this: For Humanity sweeps onward : where to-day the martyr...in front the cross stands ready, and the crackling faggots burn, While the hooting mob of yesterday in silent awe return To glean up the scattered ashes...

...lever of spiritual progress acts with an almighty and universal sweep ' Thus we realize that — " Humanity sweeps onward ! where to-day the martyr stands,...morrow crouches Judas, with the silver in his hands ; While the hooting mob of yesterday in silent awe return, To glean up the scattered ashes into History's...

...sure and will not tarry. For humanity sweeps onward ; Where to-day the martyr stands, There to-morrow crouches Judas With the silver in his hands. Far in...up the scattered ashes Into history's golden urn. But I must not talk longer. I rejoice with you in your review of the past and your prospects for the...