Oh yet we trust that somehow good Will be the final goal…
““Oh yet we trust that somehow good Will be the final goal of ill, To pangs of nature, sins of will, Defects of doubt, and taints of blood; That nothing walks with aimless feet; That not one life shall be destroy'd, Or cast as rubbish to the void, When God hath made the pile complete; That not a worm is cloven in vain; That not a moth with vain desire Is shrivell'd in a fruitless fire, Or but subserves another's gain. Behold, we know not anything; I can but trust that good shall fall At last—far off—at last, to all, And every winter change to spring. So runs my dream: but what am I? An infant crying in the night: An infant crying for the light: And with no language but a cry.””
About This Quote
This interpretation was drafted with AI assistance. It is one reading of the quote, not the author's own explanation.
The speaker trusts that despite suffering and doubt, goodness ultimately prevails, and life cycles from winter to spring, symbolized by an infant’s cry for light.
In simple terms: Goodness will triumph over hardship and doubt.
Trust that good will emerge eventually.
Themes
Mood
Type
When to use this quote
- personal crisis
- grief healing
- creative inspiration
- spiritual contemplation
Key Concepts
Questions to Reflect On
- How do you maintain hope amid personal pain?
- What does the infant’s cry represent in your life?
The optimism may overlook real injustice and suffering that persist.