The souls dark cottage, batterd and decayd, Lets in new light through chinks that time has made; Stronger by weakness, wiser men become, As they draw nearer to their eternal home. Waller.On his Divine Poems.
The light of love, the purity of grace, The mind, the music breathing from her face, The heart whose softness harmonized the whole And, oh! that eye was in itself a soul! Byron.The Bride of Abydos, Canto I. Stanza 6.
Such souls Whose sudden visitations daze the world, Vanish like lightning, but they leave behind A voice that in the distance far away Wakens the slumbering ages. H. Taylor.Van Artevelde, Act I. Scene 7.