So dawned the time of Sturm und Drang: storm and stress to-day rocks our little boat on the mad waters of the world-sea; there is within and without the sound of conflict, the burning of body and rending of soul; inspiration strives with doubt, and faith with vain questionings.
This passage uses the metaphor of 'storm and stress' to describe a period of intense internal and external conflict, marked by doubt and questioning.
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Our song, our toil, our cheer, and warning have been given to this nation in blood-brotherhood.
Let the ears of a guilty people tingle with truth, and seventy millions sigh for the righteousness which exalteth nations, in this drear day when human brotherhood is mockery and a snare.
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Such an assumption is the arrogance of peoples irreverent toward Time and ignorant of the deeds of men.