I think, then, that this knowledge we have of the life of past times
gives us some token of the way we should take in meeting those
honest and single-hearted men who above all things desire the
world's progress, but whose minds are, as it were, sick on this
point of the arts. Surely you may say to them: When all is gained
that you (and we) so long for, what shall we do then? That great
change which we are working for, each in his own way, will come like
other changes, as a thief in the night, and will be with us before
we know it; but let us imagine that its consummation has come
suddenly and dramatically, acknowledged and hailed by all right-
minded people; and what shall we do then, lest we begin once more to
heap up fresh corruption for the woeful labour of ages once again?
I say, as we turn away from the flagstaff where the new banner has
been just run up; as we depart, our ears yet ringing with the blare
of the heralds' trumpets that have proclaimed the new order of
things, what shall we turn to then, what MUST we turn to then?

To what else, save to our work, our daily labour?

With what, then, shall we adorn it when we have become wholly free
and reasonable? It is necessary toil, but shall it be toil only?
Shall all we can do with it be to shorten the hours of that toil to
the utmost, that the hours of leisure may be long beyond what men
used to hope for? and what then shall we do with the leisure, if we
say that all toil is irksome? Shall we sleep it all away?--Yes, and
never wake up again, I should hope, in that case.

What shall we do then? what shall our necessary hours of labour
bring forth?