Out of the purification will they leap, Thee renovating while new light illumes The dusky web of evil, known as pain, That heavily up Healthward mounts the steep; Our fleshly road to beacon-fire of brain: Midway the tameless oceanic brute Below, whose heave is topped with foam for fruit, And the fair heaven reflecting inner peace On righteous warfare, that asks not to cease.
"The Complete Project Gutenberg Works of George Meredith"
George Meredith