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“Ουδε παις ευδαιμων εστιν: ουπω γαρ πρακτικος των τοιουτων:
οι δε λεγομενοι, δια την ελπιδα μακαριζονται
.”
Arist. Eth. i. 9.
Still Virtue labours mid the sky
To set her citadel,
Where visitants may come from high,
And Contemplation dwell.
To set her citadel,
Where visitants may come from high,
And Contemplation dwell.
She climbs; hill rises after hill,
The sun seems to alight
Ever before, but distant still
It sinks, and leaves to night.
The sun seems to alight
Ever before, but distant still
It sinks, and leaves to night.
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