creator: I would fain die loyal!"

He was of course laughed at, and not a little despised, as an
extravagant enthusiast. But those who laughed found it hard to say for
what he was enthusiastic. It seemed hardly for education, when he would
even do what he could sometimes to keep a pupil back! He did not care
to make the best of any one! The truth was, Donal's best was so many
miles a-head of theirs, that it was below their horizon altogether. If
there be any relation between time and the human mind, every forcing of
human process, whether in spirit or intellect, is hurtful, a retarding
of God's plan.

Lady Arctura's old troubles were gradually fading into the limbo of
vanities. At times, however, mostly when unwell, they would come in
upon her like a flood: what if, after all, God were the self-loving
being theology presented--a being from whom no loving human heart could
but recoil with a holy dislike! what if it was because of a nature
specially evil that she could not accept the God in whom the priests
and elders of her people believed! But again and again, in the midst of
profoundest wretchedness from such doubt, had a sudden flush of the
world's beauty--that beauty which Jesus has told us to consider and the
modern pharisee to avoid, broken like gentlest mightiest sunrise
through the hellish fog, and she had felt a power upon her as from the
heart of a very God--a God such as she would give her life to believe
in--one before whom she would cast herself in speechless adoration--not
of his greatness--of that she felt little, but of his lovingkindness,
the gentleness that was making her great. Then would she care utterly
for God and his Christ, nothing for what men said about them: the Lord
never meant his lambs to be under the tyranny of any, least of all the
tyranny of his own most imperfect church! its work is to teach; where
it cannot teach, it must not rule! Then would God appear to her not
only true, but real--the heart of the human, to which she could cling,
and so rest. The corruption of all religion comes of leaving the human,
and God as the causing Human, for something imagined holier. Men who do
not see the loveliness of the Truth, search till they find a lie they
can call lovely. What but a human reality could the heart of man ever
love! what else are we offered in Jesus but the absolutely human? That
Jesus has two natures is of the most mischievous fictions of theology.
The divine and the human are not t