Weaker in most points, stronger in a few,

Worthy, and yet mere playthings all the while,

Things he admires and mocks too,—that is it.

Because, so brave, so better though they be,

It nothing skills if He begin to plague....

’Thinketh, such shows nor right nor wrong in Him,

Nor kind, nor cruel: He is strong and Lord.

’Am strong myself compared to yonder crabs

That march now from the mountain to the sea.

’Let twenty pass, and stone the twenty-first,