Virtue must shape itself in deed.
The Lord let the house of a brute to the soul of a man, And the man said, "Am I your debtor?" And the Lord--"Not yet: but make it as clean as you can, And then I will let you a better.
My strength is as the strength of ten, because my heart is pure.
The quiet sense of something lost
And ah for a man to arise in me, That the man I am may cease to be!
Trust me not at all, or all in all.