Nor may the race e’er hope to find
The rest for which each age has striven.
The same old problems vex mankind;
But to our fears this faith is given:—
Broods over all the Eternal Mind,
And night on earth is day in heaven.
EXPERIENCE.
Slowly is life revealed, and slowlier still
The mystic scroll of the Eternal Will;
But, calming our impatience, Hope replies,—