Date: 1900

"Who stamped us with the minting die / Of this unconquerable need / To know the unknown Deity / And name the nameless in a creed?"

— Money-Coutts, Francis Burdett Thomas, 5th Lord Latimer (1852-1923)

Date: 1900

"Whence comes our instinct, that behind / The flimsy furniture of sense / Inheres the undiscovered Mind / From which the world had emanence?"

— Money-Coutts, Francis Burdett Thomas, 5th Lord Latimer (1852-1923)

Date: 1900

"And hearts responsive to the sound / Insidious, of persuasive sin, / Must carry, like the garden-ground, / A welcome for what grows therein."

— Money-Coutts, Francis Burdett Thomas, 5th Lord Latimer (1852-1923)

Date: 1900

"Had Eve possessed a soul like sand, / Without a taint of aught decayed, / Unfructifiable as land / Whereon no herbs nor forests fade, // Then her Betrayer would have sought / An acquiescent ear in vain."

— Money-Coutts, Francis Burdett Thomas, 5th Lord Latimer (1852-1923)

Date: 1900

"When by the wind of Thought is stirred / Obscure Religion, throned in mist, / 'She has not said her final word' / Declares the staunch apologist."

— Money-Coutts, Francis Burdett Thomas, 5th Lord Latimer (1852-1923)

Date: 1900

"But thought that strives to reunite / In polished facets of the mind / The broken colours of the light / Baffled in mists of human kind."

— Money-Coutts, Francis Burdett Thomas, 5th Lord Latimer (1852-1923)

Date: 1900

"But thought that strives to reunite / In polished facets of the mind / The broken colours of the light / Baffled in mists of human kind."

— Money-Coutts, Francis Burdett Thomas, 5th Lord Latimer (1852-1923)

Date: 1900

"Sow not emotion; 'tis a weed / That grows in hedge-row"

— Money-Coutts, Francis Burdett Thomas, 5th Lord Latimer (1852-1923)

Date: 1900

"But rare Imagination, caught / Like seed-down from the breezes, sow / In the world's garden"

— Money-Coutts, Francis Burdett Thomas, 5th Lord Latimer (1852-1923)