...far as we know even with some remorse though with a brazen forehead confessing himself shamelessly, "O gracious God ! how far have we profaned thy heavenly gift of poetry," which words remind us, without willing it, of those other words : "I have sinned in that I...

...and ' England's resplendent rose '." He stops, lifts up a trembling hand, and begins to quaver : " O gracious God, how far have we Profaned thy heavenly gift of Poetry ! Made prostitute and destitute ..." He breaks off. " Prostitute and destitute . . . destitute....

...heartfelt remorse for his compliances with some of the demands of the spirit of the Restoration : 0 gracious God! How far have we Profaned thy heavenly...of poesy! Made prostitute and profligate the Muse, Whose harmony was first ordained above For tongues of angels, and for hymns of love ? In many of his...