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"What thing is love, which nought can countervail? / Nought save itself, e'en such a thing is love. / All worldly wealth in worth as far doth fail, / As lowest earth doth yield to heaven above. / Divine is love, and scorneth worldly pelf, / And can be bought with nothing, but with self." / --From "England's Helicon," 1600.
As they passed the farm in which he had hoped to leave the Major, he saw the master of the house standing at the gate, and, though they could not speak, an understanding glance passed between them, and Gabriel saw the eyes that had looked so hard and stern on the previous night soften in a marvellous fashion. He understood the strong bracing sympathy of the rugged old farmer, and went on his way with renewed courage.