George Bush, Gold for Brass and Silver for Iron (1853)
“ Could we resist the belief that such knowledge, such wisdom, such weight must pertain to the tenant of another sphere? And as this conviction grew upon us, should we not draw closer and closer to him, and drink in with more entranced ear every word that fell from his lips—lips touched as with a live coal from off the altar—and with every new disclosure would not admiration, wonder, awe, delight grow till they scarce knew bounds? How would the soul swell under the undoubting assurance that an angel stood revealed in the venerable Mentor to whom we had been listening? ”
