“Two hands upon the breast, and labor is past.”
—RUSSIAN PROVERB.    

“TWO hands upon the breast,
  And labor ’s done;
Two pale feet crossed in rest,—
  The race is won;
Two eyes with coin-weights shut,
  And all tears cease;
Two lips where grief is mute,
  Anger at peace:”
So pray we oftentimes, mourning our lot...