A Book of Strife

      Quote, When I am very weary with hard thought, And yet the question burns and is not quenched, My heart grows cool when to remembrance wrought That thou who knowst the light-born answer sought Knowst too the dark where the doubt lies entrenched-- Knowst with what seemings I am sore perplexed, And that with thee I wait, nor needs my soul be vexed.