[CHAPTER VIII.]
Adam Olliver begins to Prophesy.
“If bliss had lien in art and strength,
None but the wise and strong had gained it;
Where now, by faith, all arms are of a length;
One size doth all conditions fit.
A peasant may believe as much
As a great clerk, and reach the highest stature;
Thus dost thou make proud knowledge crouch,
While grace fills up uneven nature.
Faith makes me anything, or all