If we could see below
The sphere of vertue, and each shining grace,
As plainly as
that above doth show ;
This were the better skie, the brighter place.
God hath made starres the foil
To set off vertues ; griefs to set off sinning :
Yet in this
wretched world we toil,
As if grief were not foul, nor vertue winning.
Herbert, George. The Poetical Works of George Herbert.
New York: D. Appleton and Co., 1857. 224-225.
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