SOME say that when that box was opened wherein lay ready the evils of the world (and a woman opened it) Hope flew out at last.
That is a Pagan thing to say and a hopeless one, for the true comfort that remained for men, and that embodied and gave reality to their conquering struggle against every despair, was surely Song.
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