And speak of these to rest the weary ear
Of earth, so hurt by one continuous strain
Of human discontent and grief and pain.”
Lord God of Hosts, be with us yet,
Lest we forget,—lest we forget!
—Kipling.
This world’s no blot for us
Nor blank; it means intensely and means good:
To find its meaning is my meat and drink.
—Robert Browning.