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and   to   call   in   many   wanderers;   and   my   soul   is   filled   with   these 

things from my rising up till   my  lying  down。  My  life   is   too  short; 

and God’s work is too great for me to think of making a home for 

myself in this world。 I’ve not turned a deaf ear to your words; Seth; 

for when I saw as your love was given to me; I thought it might be 

a leading of Providence for me to change my way of life; and that 

we   should   be   fellow…helpers;   and   I   spread   the   matter   before   the 

Lord。 But whenever I tried to fix my  mind   on  marriage;   and   our 

living   together;   other   thoughts   always   came   in—the   times   when 

I’ve   prayed   by  the   sick and   dying;   and  the   happy  hours   I’ve   had 

preaching; when my heart was filled with love; and the Word was 

given     to  me    abundantly。      And    when     I’ve  opened     the   Bible   for 

direction; I’ve always lighted on some clear word to tell me where 

my work lay。 I believe what you say; Seth; that you would try to be 

a help and not a hindrance to my work; but I see that our marriage 

is not God’s will—He draws my heart another way。 I desire to live 

and die without husband or  children。  I   seem   to  have  no  room   in 

my soul for wants and fears of my own; it has pleased God to fill 

my heart so full with the wants and sufferings of his poor people。” 

    Seth was unable to reply; and they walked on in silence。 At last; 



George Eliot                                                          ElecBook Classics 


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as they were nearly at the yard…gate; he said— 

    “Well; Dinah; I must seek for strength to bear it; and to endure 

as seeing Him who is invisible。 But I feel now how weak my faith 

is。 It seems as if; when you are gone; I could never joy in anything 

any   more。   I   think   it’s   something   passing   the   love   of   women   as   I 

feel for you; for I could be content without your marrying me if I 

could   go  and live at  Snowfield and be   near   you。   I   trusted   as   the 

strong   love   God   has   given   me   towards   you   was   a   leading   for   us 

both;   but  it  seems   it   was   only   meant   for   my   trial。   Perhaps   I   feel 

more for you than I ought to feel for any creature; for I often can’t 

help saying of you what the hymn says— 



              In darkest shades if she appear; 

                     My dawning is begun; 

              She is my soul’s bright morning…star; 

                     And she my rising sun。 



That     may    be   wrong;    and    I  am   to  be   taught    better。   But   you 

wouldn’t be displeased with me if things turned out so as I could 

leave this country and go to live at Snowfield?” 

    “No; Seth; but I counsel you to wait patiently; and not lightly to 

leave    your    own    country    and   kindred。     Do   nothing    without     the 

Lord’s clear bidding。 It’s a bleak and barren country there; not like 

this land of Goshen you’ve been used to。 We mustn’t be in a hurry 

to fix and choose our own lot; we must wait to be guided。” 

    “But    you’d    let  me    write   you   a   letter;  Dinah;    if  there   was 

anything I wanted to tell you?” 

    “Yes;    sure;   let  me   know    if  you’re   in  any   trouble。    You’ll   be 

continually in my prayers。” 



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    They had now reached the yard…gate; and Seth said; “I won’t go 

in;   Dinah;   so   farewell。”   He   paused   and   hesitated   after   she   had 

given him her hand; and then said; “There’s no knowing but what 

you   may   see   things   different  after   a   while。   There   may   be   a   new 

leading。” 

    “Let   us   leave   that;   Seth。   It’s   good   to   live   only   a   moment   at   a 

time; as I’ve read in one of Mr。 Wesley’s books。 It isn’t for you and 

me   to   lay   plans;   we’ve   nothing   to   do   but   to   obey   and   to   trust。 

Farewell。” 

    Dinah   pressed   his   hand   with   rather   a   sad   look   in   her   loving 

eyes; and then passed through the gate; while Seth turned away to 

walk   lingeringly   home。   But   instead   of   taking   the   direct   road;   he 

chose   to  turn   back along  the   fields   through  which   he   and   Dinah 

had   already  passed; and   I   think   his   blue  linen   handkerchief   was 

very wet  with tears long before he   had   made   up   his mind   that  it 

was time for him to set his face   steadily  homewards。  He   was but 

three…and…twenty; and had only just learned what it is to love—to 

love   with   that   adoration   which   a   young   man   gives   to   a   woman 

whom he feels to be greater and better than himself。 Love of this 

sort   is   hardly   distinguishable   from   religious   feeling。   What   deep 

and worthy love is so; whether of woman or child; or art or music。 

Our     caresses;     our   tender     words;     our   still  rapture     under     the 

influence   of  autumn   sunsets;   or   pillared   vistas;   or   calm   majestic 

statues;     or   Beethoven        symphonies        all  bring     with    them     the 

consciousness         that   they    are   mere     waves     and     ripples    in   an 

unfathomable ocean of love and beauty; our emotion in its keenest 

moment passes from expression into silence; our love at its highest 

flood rushes beyond its object and loses itself in the sense of divine 

mystery。 And this blessed gift of venerating love has been given to 



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too  many  humble craftsmen   since   the   world   began   for   us   to   feel 

any surprise that it should have existed in the soul of a Methodist 

carpenter half a century ago; while there was yet a lingering after… 

glow   from   the   time   when   Wesley   and   his   fellow…labourer   fed   on 

the hips and haws of the Cornwall hedges; after exhausting limbs 

and lungs in carrying a divine message to the poor。 

    That after…glow has long faded away; and the picture we are apt 

to make of Methodism in our imagination is not an amphitheatre 

of green hills; or the deep shade of broad…leaved sycamores; where 

a crowd of rough men and weary…hearted women drank in a faith 

which   was      a  rudimentary       culture;   which   linked     their   thoughts 

with  the   past;   lifted   their  imagination above   the   sordid  details  of 

their own narrow lives; and suffused their souls with the sense of a 

pitying;     loving;    infinite    Presence;      sweet    as   summer       to   the 

houseless   needy。   It   is    too   possible   that   to   some   of   my   readers 

Methodism   may   mean   nothing   more   than   low…pitched   gables   up 

dingy streets; sleek grocers; sponging preachers; and hypocritical 

jargon—elements which are regarded as an exhaustive analysis of 

Methodism in many fashionable quarters。 

    That would be a pity; for I cannot pretend that Seth and Dinah 

were   anything   else   than   Methodists—not   indeed   of   that   modern 

type   which   reads   quarterly   reviews   and   attends   in   chapels   with 

pillared porticoes; but of a very old…fashioned kind。 They believed 

in   present   miracles;   in   instantaneous   conversions;   in   revelations 

by    dreams     and   visions;    they   drew    lots;  and   sought    for  Divine 

guidance by  opening  the   Bible at  hazard;   having  a literal  way   of 

interpreting       the  Scriptures;     which     i

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