Peasant Souls. May 20.
. . . Dull boors
See deeper than we think, and hide within
Those leathern hulls unfathomable truths,
Which we amid thought's glittering mazes lose.
They grind among the iron facts of life,
And have no time for self-deception.

Saint's Tragedy, Act iii. Scene ii.
1847.

speaking the truth in love
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