nbelief resignation, of asking and then, because we
have not faith to believe, putting in a "Thy will be done" at the end.
Let us make God's will our will, and _so_ say Thy will be done.

_MS._ 1843.

Peace! Why these fears?
Life is too short for mean anxieties:
Soul! thou must work, though blindfold.

_Saint's Tragedy_, Act ii. Scene x.

Battle before Victory. September 20.

Whenever you think of our Lord's resurrection and ascension, remember
always that the background of His triumph is a tomb. Remember that it is
the triumph over suffering; a triumph of One who still bears the prints
of the nails in His sacred hands and feet, and the wound of the spear in
His side; like many a poor soul who has followed Him, triumphant at last,
and yet scarred, and only not maimed in the hard battle of life.

_All Saints' Day Sermons_. 1870.

Night and Growth. September 21.

As in the world of Nature, so it is in the world of men. The night is
peopled not merely with phantoms and superstitions and spirits of evil,
but under its shadow all sciences, methods, social energies, are taking
rest, and growing, and feeding, unknown to themselves.

_Prose Idylls_. 1850.

Passion. September 22.

Self-sacrifice! What is love worth that does not show itself in action?
and more, which does not show itself in _passion_ in the true sense of
that word: namely, in suffering? in daring, in struggling, in grieving,
in agonising, and, if need be, in dying for the object of its love? Every
mother will give but one answer to that question.

_Westminster Sermons_. 1870.

Worth of Beauty. September 23.

It is a righteous instinct which bids us welcome and honour beauty,
whether in man or woman, as something of real worth--divine, heavenly,
ay, though we know not how, in a most deep sense Eternal; which makes our
reason give the lie to all merely logical and sentimental maunderings of
moralists about "the fleeting hues of this our painted clay;" and tell
men, as the old Hebrew Scriptures told them, that physical beauty is the
deepest of all spiritual symbols; and that though beauty without
discretion be the jewel of gold in the swine's snout, yet the jewel of
gold it is still, the sacrament of an inward beauty, which ought to be,
perhaps hereafter may be, fulfilled in spirit and in truth.

_Hypatia_, chap. xxvi. 1852.

Empty Profession. September 24.

What is the sin which most destroys all m