Edwin Markham

1852 - 1940

A Quote by Charles Edwin Markham on beginning, certainty, choice, glory, god, life, loneliness, rest, spirit, tears, tragedy, and vision

When in the dim beginning of the years, God mixed in man the raptures and the tears, And scattered through his brain that starry stuff, He said: "Behold! Yet this is not enough; For I must test his spirit to make sure That he can dare the vision and endure. I will withdraw my face, Veil me in shadow for a certain space, Leaving behind me only a broken clue- A crevice where the glory glimmers through, Some whisper from the sky, Some footprint in the road to track me by. I will leave man to make the fateful guess, To leave him torn between the no and yes, Leave him unresting 'til he rest in me, Drawn upward by the choice that makes him free- Leave him in tragic loneliness to choose, With all in life to win or to lose.

Edwin Markham (1852 - 1940)

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A Quote by Charles Edwin Markham on god and soul

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No soul can be forever banned, Eternally bereft, Whoever falls from God's right hand Is caught into his left.

Edwin Markham (1852 - 1940)

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A Quote by Charles Edwin Markham on commitment, life, and memory

We have committed the Golden Rule to memory. Let us now commit it to life.

Edwin Markham (1852 - 1940)

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A Quote by Charles Edwin Markham on grief, heart, joy, and soul

Only the soul that knows the mighty grief can know the mighty rapture. Sorrows come to stretch out spaces in the heart for joy.

Edwin Markham (1852 - 1940)

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A Quote by Charles Edwin Markham on brothers, destiny, and life

There is a destiny that makes us brothers: None goes his way alone: All that we send into the lives of others Comes back unto our own.

Edwin Markham (1852 - 1940)

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A Quote by Charles Edwin Markham on cities

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In vain we build the city if we do not first build the man.

Edwin Markham (1852 - 1940)

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A Quote by Charles Edwin Markham on emptiness and world

Bowed by the weight of centuries he leans Upon his hoe and gazes at the ground, The emptiness of ages in his face, And on his back the burden of the world.

Edwin Markham (1852 - 1940)

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