George Herbert, the great English poet, was on his way to a concert when he found a huckster whose horse had fallen down, apparently beneath the burden of a heavy weight. Herbert helped the huckster unload the horse, lift it up, and reload it. In the process, his clothes were spoiled, soiled with mud. When he arrived at the concert, some of his friends were shocked to see the condition of his clothes. When he explained to them what had happened, they said to him, "How could you condescend to do such a thing?"
Herbert answered, "What I did will be as music at midnight, but if I had not done anything, there would have been a discordant note sounding within me all the time."