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To save mankind from sin and punishment, And earn for them a better life hereafter, When mortal life is closed. The heart's deep homage Becoming well such creatures, so redeem'd.

Out on that dreaming madness!

Is it madness To be the humble follower of Him, Who left the bliss of heaven to be for us A man on earth, in spotless virtue living As man ne'er lived: such words of comfort speaking, To rouse, and elevate, and cheer the heart, As man ne'er spoke; and suff'ring poverty, Contempt, and wrong, and pain, and death itself, As man ne'er suffer'd? O, if this be madness, Which makes each generous impulse of my nature Warm into ecstasy, each towering hope Rise to the noblest height of bold conception; that which is reason call'd, and yet has taught you To worship different gods in every clime, As dull and wicked as their worshippers, Compared to it, is poor, confined, and mean, As is the Scythian's curtain'd tent, compared With the wide range of fair, expanded nature.