Lord Lytton

To all facts there are laws,
The effect has its cause, and I mount to the cause.

To all facts there are laws,
The effect has its cause, and I mount to the cause.

There is purpose in pain,
Otherwise it were devilish.

There is purpose in pain,
Otherwise it were devilish.

Oh, better no doubt is a dinner of herbs,
When season'd with love, which no rancour disturbs
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Oh, better no doubt is a dinner of herbs,
When season'd with love, which no rancour disturbs
And sweeten'd by all that is sweetest in life
Than turbot, bisque, ortolans, eaten in strife!
But if, out of humour, and hungry, alone
A man should sit down to dinner, each one
Of the dishes which the cook chooses to spoil
With a horrible mixture of garlic and oil,
The chances are ten against one, I must own,
He gets up as ill-tempered as when he sat down.

That man is great, and he alone,
Who serves a greatness not his own,
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That man is great, and he alone,
Who serves a greatness not his own,
For neither praise nor pelf:
Content to know and be unknown:
Whole in himself.

The things which must be, must be for the best,
God helps us do our duty and not shrink,
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The things which must be, must be for the best,
God helps us do our duty and not shrink,
And trust His mercy humbly for the rest.