Wisdom Is Sold in the Desolate Market

What is the price of experience? do men buy it for a song?Or wisdom for a dance in the street? No, it is bought with the priceOf all that a man hath, his house, his wife, his children.Wisdom is sold in the desolate market where none come to buyAnd in the wither’d field where the farmer plows for bread in vain. . . .It is an easy thing to talk of patience to the afflicted,To speak the laws of prudence to the houseless wanderer . . .It is an easy thing to rejoice in the … [Read more...]