This haven from the tempests of the world
Should not be sought in bitterness of soul.
Only the pious heart, turned heavenwards
From very love of heaven, will here find rest,
Till Heaven, in its good time, shall garner it.
But take good heart. I’ll talk with thee to-night,
And, with the help of Heaven, give thee good counsel.
Be comforted—the world without is hollow,
As thou, in thine hot wrath, didst reckon it.
Thy wrath had reason in’t. Be comforted!