Shelley AN ESSAY 雪莱
The Church, which was once the mother of poets no less than of saints,during the last two centuries has relinquished to aliens the chief glories ofpoetry, if the chief glories of holiness she has preserved for her own. Thepalm and the laurel, Dominic and Dante, sanctity and song, grew togetherin her soil: she has retained the palm, but forgone the laurel.
The Church, which was once the mother of poets no less than of saints,during the last two centuries has relinquished to aliens the chief glories ofpoetry, if the chief glories of holiness she has preserved for her own. Thepalm and the laurel, Dominic and Dante, sanctity and song, grew togetherin her soil: she has retained the palm, but forgone the laurel.