How blind men are! We surely cannot know
And judge the way men go!
Perhaps the grind of hectic years
Has won at last.
How sharp--how cruel can human judgments be!
The inmost heart of men we cannot see.
Thus has it been since time began;
Lay down the bruising stones we cast.
Of all the virtues which heaven has to give--
May it be with understanding that we live!
--H.W. Bliss
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