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Caption: Booklet - Element of Inspiration in the Schools (1902)
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IJ)01 I 1XN1 \l- ADDHK8S 353 ni] >rtan1 than form. If either is to be subordinate life musl be uppermost B mtj in form does nol produce effectiveness Q Iif0. Intensiveness in life makes beauty in form. Even the !lin g i1 9 ^ ar1 have no1 b n produced by copyists of form, < but l\\ n and women with gifts developed without much out ide aid. Phe truly great things in literature have not been >rn 0 the studj of literary s vlo. but of the conflicts of strong mind- and the strivings of great souls. And they have not b m > things artificial, but on things real, grave, inexorable, on n mighty ins swept along by the irresistible, underrunning currents Of human life. Bear David, waiting in anguish the issue of the battle and assure ! of victory, asking the first messenger for the information which meant most to him, "Is the young man Absalom ;ii " and then in br tthless anxiety, of the second messenT, " Is ill. poung man Absalom safe?" And Cushi answered, "The enemies of my lord the king, and U that rise against thee to do thee hurl, be as that young man is." Ami the king was much moved, and went up to the chamber the gate, and wept; and as he went, thus he said: " 0 my son Absalom, my son. my son Absalom! would God I had died for thee, (> Absalom, my son, my son! " Hear i h I rreater than David: " Whosoever shall receive this hiM in uiv name receiveth me: and whosoever receiv^th me receivi th Him that son! me; for he that is least among von all, the same shall be .ureal." Some of us yet f l the effect of the burning verse rising out < of the >nsuming limes of the war between the states. Heai I >r I [olmes: piag of the heroes who left us their glory, r me through the battlefleld's thunder and flame, Blazoned ID song and Illumined In story, \V;iv< o'er us .'ill who Inherit their Came, H ir Mrs Howe in the Battle hymn of the Republic: He Juts sounded forth bhe trumpet that Bhnll never call retreat; 11. ftlng out the hearts of men before His Judgment seat: Obi be swift, my soul, to answer Hlml be jubilant, my i our (lod Is marching on,
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