If any be but weak, how strong is He!

To dead men life He is, to sick men health;

To blind men sight, and to the needy, wealth—

A pleasure without loss, a treasure without stealth.

Giles Fletcher.

Not to understand a treasure’s worth

Till time has stolen away the slighted good,

Is cause of half the poverty we feel,

And makes the world the wilderness it is.

Cowper.