Not so long neither! Could we by a wish
Have what we will and get the future now,
Would we wish aught done undone in the past?
So, let him wait God's instant men call years;
Meantime hold hard by truth and his great soul,
Do out the duty! Through such souls alone
God stooping shows sufficient of his light
For us i' the dark to rise by. And I rise.
VIII
DOMINUS HYACINTHUS DE ARCHANGELIS,
PAUPERUM PROCURATOR
Ah, my Giacinto, he 's no ruddy rogue,