The hero, and, beside him, his ideal!”
XXXVI.
And when she saw us two there, “What?” she cried;
And then stood speechless; whereat I sped on,
Detailing all my plans and all my hopes:
How she, with soul so true and aim so high,
Might meet in them the mission meant for her,—
How all the wrongs of earth might be redeem’d
Through sacrificial deeds of such as we.