O purblind race of miserable men
How many among us at this very hour
Do forge a life-long trouble for ourselves,
By taking true for false, or false for true;
Here, through the feeble twilight of this world
Groping, how many, until we pass and reach
That other, where we see as we are seen!
Alfred Tennyson in "Idylls of the King"
1st Baron Tennyson, 6 August 1809 - 6 October 1892