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Updated: May 22, 2025
It is impossible for me to express how my heart yearns in love and tenderness for you. God wants to use your life on earth to his glory. He wants you so to shine in the glory and splendor of his grace that you may light others in the way. He wants the opening buds of grace in your soul to burst into full bloom. He wants to lead you higher up the mountain of joy, to the very fount of blessings.
A German Parisian, a Jewish German, a hated political exile who yearns for dear homely old Germany, a sceptical sufferer with a Christian patience, a romantic poet expressing in classic form the modern spirit, a Jew and poor think you I do not see myself as lucidly as I see the world? 'My mind to me a kingdom is' sang your old poet.
So you will see, honour'd sir, how difficult it is for these children of Satan to withdraw themselves from that master they have once served; since at the sober age of fifty-three yeares my husband's weak heart yet yearns after profligate faires and foolish gardens lighted by color'd lampes.
This morning he yearns loudly for muffins, which he calls "bums." He chooses those that are unusually brown with a smudge of the cooking-tin, and these he calls "dirty bums." Such is my nephew a round-cheeked, blue-eyed rogue who takes my thumb in all his fingers when we go walking.
It was worded thus: There are times when all splendors become oppressive, as I feel but too deeply at the present moment. How can I satisfy the desires of a heart that yearns to cast itself at your feet, when its impulses are checked at every point by considerations of the highest moment? Oh, if you would, you alone might overcome the obstacles that keep us apart.
Childish recollections, with their purity and earnestness, a sister's love, a mother's solicitude, will flood your soul once more with a gushing sensibility that yearns for enjoyment.
How much more are such achievements cherished by Bahá’ís, who see in them the very Purpose of God. But this Body of humanity’s material civilization calls aloud, yearns more desperately with each passing day, for its Soul.
The puir laddie hath true men about him, at last, the Master of Gray, as they call him, and Esme Stewart of Aubigny, a Scot polished as the French know how to brighten Scottish steel. Nor will the lad bide that his mother should pine longer in durance. He yearns for her, and hath writ to her and to Elizabeth offering her a share in his throne.
As within our quiet waters passing Sun and moon and stars we view, So the loveliness of life is glassing, Child, in you. In the diamond air the sun-star glowing Up its feathered radiance threw; All the jewel glory there was flowing, Child, for you. And the fire divine in all things burning Yearns for home and rest anew, From its wanderings far again returning, Child, to you.
We are, I think, quite agreed; but I practice this simple religion and you do not practice it, since you let yourself become discouraged; your heart has not been penetrated with it, since you curse life and desire death like a Catholic who yearns for compensation, were it only the rest eternal. You are no surer than another of this compensation.
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