What use, what use to warn those who cannot be warned, to appeal to deaf ears, to point out to holden eyes the things that belong to their peace?
The vision is the claim, but it must be our own eyes that see it.

We may not look at our spiritual life through another man's eyes.
As Magdalen waited her eyes wandered to the blue haze between the tree trunks which was the sea, and marked a white band like a ribbon between the blue and the fields.

That was a piece of land newly reclaimed from the sea.

When a tract of land is thus captured, the first year that it is laid open to the ministry of sun and air and rain it bears an overflowing crop of white clover.

The clover seed has lain dormant, perhaps a thousand years under the wash of the wave.