[BNP/E3, 49C¹ – 42]

After 26 February (?)

For through slavish man and tubing brute

       Space with a limit and Time with an end

       I see with a vague vividness transcend

The Sun-like shadow of the Absolute.

Love is great here on earth, and great is will

       Potent are Faith and Monarchy and Hell,

       Death is great, mirth is great — I know too well,

All these are great, but love is greater still.

And while the crowd here and there is hurled,

       I wander vaguely in among their number;

       Grotesque, unlike them, for my senses slumber

I ponder on God, on matter, on the world.

‘Tis strange with a fine inward ridicule,

       To think that while these laugh with cheerful face

       I see all through them into time and space,

I, stern philosopher, of idealist school.

February 1906 publish

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C.R. Anon

C. R. Anon

Ch. R. Anon

C. Rt. Anon

Charles Robert Anon

C. R. Anon

C. R. Anon

C. Robert Anon

Ch. Rt. Anon

Yours faithfully,

Ch. Robert Anon.

P.S. Please tell Mr. Flitterton that I shall write to him in {…}

a fair day C.R.A.