Debate Is Angular, Conversation Circular And Radiant

Debate Is Angular, Conversation Circular And Radiant Of The Underlying Unity.

Truth Is Sensitive And Jealous Of The Least Encroachment Upon Its Sacredness.

Science Has Grown Frightfully Audacious In These Days -- Swift-footed, Ponderous, Careering Over Her Iron Ways With Unslacking Pace. This Rampant Dragon, On Which I Am Mounted, See How He Bends His Once Stiff Neck To His Rider, Champing His Checked Bit And Pawing The Dust, Impatient To Leap Around The Globe. Genius Is Prescient, Foresees Its Own Might. Man Is Striving Through These Iron-ribbed, Steam-sped Hippogriffs, To Recover His Lost Ubiquity And Omnipotence, And Threatens Soon To Grasp In His Ample Palm, And Fix With Flaming Eye-ball, The Elemental Forces!

Like Birds Of Passage, The Instincts Drift The Soul Adventurously Beyond The Horizon Of Sensible Things, As If Intent On Convoying It To The Mother Country From Whence It Had Flown.

Who Knows, The Mind Has The Key To All Things Besides.