The Source

In case you were wondering…


In placid hours well-pleased we dream

Of many a brave unbodied scheme.

But form to lend, pulsed life create,

What unlike things must meet and mate:

A flame to melt — a wind to freeze;

Sad patience — joyous energies;

Humility – yet pride and scorn;

Instinct and study; love and hate;

Audacity — reverence. These must mate,

And fuse with Jacob’s mystic heart

To wrestle with the angel — Art.

Herman Melville, 1891.

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1 Response to The Source

  1. Pax Tecum says:

    Beautiful….I had not read this…Thank you for posting it…

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