Quotes from Christopher Pearse Cranch

We are spirits clad in veils; Man by man was never seen; All our deep communing fails To remove the shadowy screen.

He that would earn the Poet's sacred name, Must write for future as for present ages.

I become more and more inclined to sink the minister in the man, and abandon my present calling in toto as a profession... to create a living religion in landscape painting.

No night so wild but brings the constant sun With love and power untold; No time so dark but through its woof there run Some blessed threads of gold.

O Light divine! we need no fuller test That all is ordered well; We know enough to trust that all is best Where Love and Wisdom dwell.

We are spirits clad in veils.

Beautiful and rare Aurora, In the heavens thou art their Flora