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Behold, we know not anything; I can but trust that good shall fall At last-far off-at last, to all, And every winter change to spring.

Alfred Lord Tennyson
Hope, Spring, Fall
'In Memoriam A. H. H.' (1850) canto 54
Behold, we know not anything; I can but trust that good shall fall At last-far off-at last, to all, And every winter change to spring.