The kingdoms of the world are thine,
If thou hast faith thyself to lose;
But they who seek the ME and MINE,
The universal good refuse.
The master of his own desire,
The victor over selfish claims,
Doth by that DEATH OF SELF aspire
To universal ends and aims.
He breaks his bars and prison bound;
And in his free, imperial soul,
Hath boldly reached, and nobly found
The wide, the bright, the kingly whole.
The gems, in hidden mines that glow,
The stars, that shine beyond the skies,
The heavens above, the earth below,
ALL, ALL, are his, to SELF, who dies.
If thou hast faith thyself to lose;
But they who seek the ME and MINE,
The universal good refuse.
The master of his own desire,
The victor over selfish claims,
Doth by that DEATH OF SELF aspire
To universal ends and aims.
He breaks his bars and prison bound;
And in his free, imperial soul,
Hath boldly reached, and nobly found
The wide, the bright, the kingly whole.
The gems, in hidden mines that glow,
The stars, that shine beyond the skies,
The heavens above, the earth below,
ALL, ALL, are his, to SELF, who dies.
— Christ in the Soul (1872) VII.
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