XLVIII.
Work we in faith, secure that precious seed
Shall bear due fruit for man’s extremest need;
Not greatly timorous, as those fruits we see,
What changed existence from such food may be;
For well we wot shall come forth worthy soul,
Or male or female, with impartial dole
Of all that life can grant of good or great,—
Happy what each may bring to help the common fate.