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This window depicts the final scene in Browning's poem, Paracelsus, where the deeply moved Festus has arrived at the cell of Paracelsus. He stands by while his old friend reaches the conclusion that Aprile was right and that Love must be added to Knowledge if our service is to be effective. Aprile comes in spirit to lead Paracelsus into Eternity.
Excerpts from Robert Browning's
Paracelsus (V. Paracelsus Attains)
God! Thou art love! I build my faith on that.
Even as I watch beside thy tortured child
Unconscious whose hot tears fall fast by him,
So doth thy right hand guide us through the world
Wherein we stumble.
In my own heart love had not been made wise
To trace love's faint beginnings in mankind,
To know even hate is but a mask of love's,
To see a good in evil, and a hope
In ill-success; to sympathize, be proud
Of their half-reasons, faint aspirings, dim
Struggles for truth, their poorest fallacies,
Their prejudice and fears and cares and doubts;
All with a touch of nobleness, despite
Their error, upward tending all though weak,
Like plants in mines which never saw the sun,
But dream of him, and guess where he may be,
And do their best to climb and get to him.
All this I knew not, and I failed. Let men
Regard me, and the poet dead long ago
Who loved too rashly ; and shape forth a third
And better-tempered spirit, warned by both: . . .
Hand in hand with you, Aprile!
What benefits mankind must glad me too.
I press God's lamp close to my breast;
Its splendor, soon or late,
Will pierce the gloom.
Dedicated to Mrs. Mae Woodward Wood
Gift of Frank, John Paul, and Dixie Lynn Wood