Admaston, with a white fire of enragement in his face, still preserved his absolute calm of poise.
"A Butterfly on the Wheel"
Cyril Arthur Edward Ranger Gull
Then shall thy ravisht soul inspired bee With heavenly thoughts farre above humane skil, And thy bright radiant eyes shall plainly see Th' idee of His pure glorie present still Before thy face, that all thy spirits shall fill With sweet enragement of celestial love, Kindled through sight of those faire things above.
"Annals of a Quiet Neighbourhood"
George MacDonald