All Is Well'Twill all be well: no need of care;Though how it will, and when, and where,We cannot see, and can't declare.In spite of dreams, in spite of thought,'Tis not in vain, and not for nought,The wind it blows, the ship it goes,Though where and whither, no one knows.Arthur Hugh Cloughxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx