true heart, and falter not, through dark fortune and through
bright. The cause thou fightest for, so far as it is true, no
farther, yet precisely so far, is very sure of victory. The
falsehood alone of it will be conquered, will be abolished, as it
ought to be: but the truth of it is part of Nature's own Laws,
cooperates with the World's eternal Tendencies, and cannot
be conquered.

The _dust_ of controversy, what is it but the _falsehood_ flying
off from all manner of conflicting true forces, and making such a
loud dust-whirlwind,--that so the truths alone may remain, and
embrace brother-like in some true resulting-force! It is ever
so. Savage fighting Heptarchies: their fighting is an
ascertainment, who has the right to rule over whom; that out of
such waste-bickering Saxondom a peacefully cooperating England
may arise. Seek through this Universe; if with other than owl's
eyes, thou wilt find nothing nourished there, nothing kept in
life, but what has right to nourishment and life. The rest, look
at it with other than owl's eyes, is not living; is all dying,
all as good as dead! Justice was ordained from the foundations
of the world; and will last with the world and longer.


From which I infer that the inner sphere of Fact, in this present
England as elsewhere, differs infinitely from the outer sphere
and spheres of Semblance. That the Temporary, here as elsewhere,
is too apt to carry it over the Eternal. That he who dwells in
the temporary Semblances, and does not penetrate into the eternal
Substance, will _not_ answer the Sphinx-riddle of Today, or of
any Day. For the substance alone is substantial; that is the