Chapter 20 REMEDIES OF TO-MORROW

Happy he whose inward ear

Angel comfortings can hear,

O'er the rabble's laughter;

And, while Hatred's faggots burn,

Glimpses through the smoke discern

Of the good hereafter.

Knowing this, that never yet

Share of Truth was vainly set

In the world's wide fallow;

After hands shall sow the seed,

After hands from hill and m