'The second was that famous captain, Good-hope.

His were the blue colours.

His standard-bearer was Mr.Expectation, and for a scutcheon he had three golden anchors; and he had ten thousand men at his feet.' The time was, my brethren, when all your hopes and mine were as yet anchored without the veil.

But all that is now changed.

We still hope, in a mild kind of way, for this thing and for that in this present life; but only in a mild kind of way.