Who wants to stem the flow of man’s ideas
With all their consequences, new and strange,
Must take their leave of living and retire
Into a dream. The slowly moving years
Bring in their train inevitable change
And throw outworn beliefs upon the fire.
No use nostalgic reveries and tears
When man’s relentless purpose wide doth range
To satisfy the promptings of desire
And probe still deeper. Let no futile fears
Trouble the heart when in this quiet grove
One sees a place of worship now become
A dwelling house : it still may be God’s home.
They also praise who only live and love.
Mona’s Herald 14.3.61