THEY clamour and fight, they doubt and despair, they know no end to their wranglings.  
Let your life come amongst them like a flame of light, my child, unflickering and pure, and delight them into silence.
 
They are cruel in their greed and their envy, their words are like hidden knives thirsting for blood.
 
Go and stand amidst their hearts, my child, and let your gentle eyes fall upon them like the forg............