Chapter 21 'FAINT YET PURSUING.'

Heroic Good, target for which the young

Dream in their dreams that every bow is strung,

And, missing, sigh

Unfruitful, or as disbelievers die,

Thee having miss'd, I will not so revolt,

But lowlier shoot my bolt,

And lowlier still, if still I may not reach,

And my proud stomach teach

That less than highest is good, and may be