rich. What then? I am a mean country fellow, and made of clay; formed of the very dust of the earth. My want of nobility oppresses me, and I would no longer bear the reproach which says, "You are earth, and to earth you shall go." I would rather have it said to me, "You are heaven; and to heaven you shall go." I eagerly desire to fulfil the destiny of the sons of God; I would become a son of God.
Scholar. I have done: I confess the truth, and distrust you no longer. Blessed are the peace-makers, for they shall be called the sons of God. If, therefore, you preserve the love of a son, you shall receive the paternal inheritance. Now what is contained on the last package? Explain it.
Preceptor. It contains only tribulation and persecution for the sake of righteousness.
Scholar. And what do you want for it?
Preceptor. The kingdom of heaven.
Scholar. I gave you that as the price of poverty!
Preceptor. True; but month after month, week after week, man wanders in his wishes.
