Ella Wheeler Wilcox,
Poems of Optimism — Oh, poor, sick world
(1919)
“ See the wrong things slay themselves, leaving only Right; When this little mortal mind gets the larger view. Cavillings at this and that, censure, doubt and fear, Fly, as fly before the dawn, insects of the night; Life and Death are understood; everything seems clear, All the wrong things slay themselves, leaving only Right. ”
