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I am, says God, the Master of the Three Virtues
Faith is a faithful wife
Charity is an ardent mother
But hope is a tiny girl.
I am, says God, the Master of the Virtues.
Faith is she who remains steadfast during centuries and centuries.
Charity is she who gives herself during centuries and centuries.
But my little hope is she
Who rises every morning.
I am, says God, the Master of the Virtues.
Faith is she who remains tense during centuries and centuries.
Charity is she who unbends during centuries and centuries.
But my little hope
is she who every morning
wishes us good day.
I am, says God, the Master of the Virtues.
(...)
Faith is a church, a cathedral rooted in the soil of France.
Charity is a hospital, an almshouse which gathers up the miseries of the world.
But if it weren't for hope, all that would be nothing but a cemetery....
(...)
Hope is the shoot, and the bud of the bloom
Of eternity itself.
Charles Peguy (1873-1914), Hope
