FAITH AGAINST SIGHT
John Henry Newman
The world has cycles in its course, when all
That once has been, is acted o’er again:–
Not by some fated law, which need appal
Our faith, or binds our deeds as with a chain;
But by men’s separate sins, which, blended still,
The same bad round fulfil.
Then fear ye not, though Gallileo’s scorn ye see,
And soft-clad nobles count you mad, true hearts!
These are the fig-tree’s signs;–rough deeds must be,
Trials and crimes: so learn ye well your parts.
Once more to plough the earth it is decreed,
And scatter wide the seed.