For long I had been troubled—living inA world bewildered; not without a reason,Nor really with one, for things trivial hadUnnerved me. And so, confused, morose,I sought a haven. How? As fools escape,With food and drink and false companionship.But finally two books: one, ancient tomeFull rich in holy lore, told of a manWho 'gainst the earth's iniquity had foundIn God a strength with which he girt himself,Then comforted and strengthened all mankind.A new-old book the second was, and it,With all the marvelous understanding ofOne woman, broke once more the bread of Christ.

The words therein had cut the web of myDull lethargy, and dark mortalityGave way to the inspired thoughts of God.Refreshed beyond all hopes, I raised my headFrom prayer and saw, as through the window ofMy solitude, the light, piercing the cloudsAnd showing me the universe of God.

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