Chapter 57: LVI

LVI How happy is he born and taught That serveth not another’s will; Whose armor is his honest thought, And simple truth his only skill! ⋮ This man is freed from servile bands Of hope to rise or fear to fall; Lord of himself though not of lands; And having nothing yet hath all. Sir Henry Wotton Dorothea’s confidence in Caleb Garth’s knowledge, which had begun on her hearing that he approved of her cottages, had grown fast during her s…