Doubt

Doubt Is tbe restless pintón of the mimi, And wings the soul to actlon : we are prone To hold thlngssacredwhich are least dl vin ed To leep away our nummers wlth the drone To value wisdom Ihat Is dumb and blind. But doubt make8 thlnkers, dreamers, sol dlers, men ; Looks forward, never backward; shows tbe face Of falsehood in the untrue god; and when Llke one too llttle reverenit In hls time- One In hls ilerper sense of llfe sublime- It reasons llght frora darknesx, we percolve That men may learn by doulitlne to belleve