Sursum Corda - A poem by Ralph Waldo Emerson

Seek not the Spirit, if it hide, Inexorable to thy zeal: Baby, do not whine and chide; Art thou not also real? Why should'st thou stoop to poor excuse? Turn on the Accuser roundly; say, "Here am I, here will I remain Forever to myself soothfast, Go thou, sweet Heaven, or, at thy pleasure stay."— Already Heaven with thee its lot has cast, For it only can absolutely deal.

Comment 1 of 1, added on January 3rd, 2006 at 2:28 PM.

lift up your heart...sursum corda,, is a preface prayer prior to sanctus sanctus sanctus Dominus Deus Sabaoth...Holy holy holy Lord God... the prayer is said by a holy Roman Catholic priest before the Consecration,(changing of bread and wine into the Body and Blood of Chrtist at the Holy Sacrifice of the Mass. Sursum Corda are latin words of reverence, but seem to be disregarded as such by Emerson. Please comment. Thank you, Kiro.

lorkin kirovon from United States

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