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THE PLIGHT OF THE MIDDLE CLASS
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the high spirit of Dante's immortal challenge to his enemies:

"That since no gate led, by God's will,
To Florence, but the one whereat
The priests and money-changers sat,
He still would wander; for that still
Despite the body's prison bars
His soul possessed the sun and stars."

So that even with the previous standard of comfort gone, these tired travellers may yet rise from "the body of this death" to no mean Paradise; to see, as the old mystic wrote, "all the peace of even," when "the sea itself floweth in your veins." Until "you are clothed with the heavens and crowned with the stars."