The Hand and the Foot

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The hand and foot that stir not, they shall findSooner than all the rightful place to go;Now in their motion free as roving wind,Though first no snail more limited and slow;I mark them full of labor all the day,Each active motion made in perfect rest;They cannot from their path mistaken stray,Though 't is not theirs, yet in it they are blest;The bird has not their hidden track found out,Nor cunning fox, though full of art he be;It is the way unseen, the certain route,Where ever bound, yet thou art ever free;The path of Him, whose perfect law of loveBids spheres and atoms in just order move.

© Jones Very