That the good thing, well-willed,
Becomes fulfilled.
The Meditation of Highworth Ridden.
I have seen flowers come in stony places;
And kindness done by men with ugly faces;
And the gold cup won by the worst horse at the races;
So I trust, too.
The Comfort of Manuel, on Setting Forth defeated in the Venturer.
Bad lies behind, worse lies before.
What stars there were are in us still;