Heaven Is Never Deaf But When Man's

Becoming Fearless Isn't The Point. That's Impossible. It's Learning How To Control Your Fear, How To Be Free From It, That's The Point. Necessity Of Action Takes Away The Fear Of The Act, And Makes Bold Resolution The Favorite Of Fortune.

Even As The Needle That Directs The Hour, (touched With The Loadstone) By The Secret Power Of Hidden Nature, Points Upon The Pole; Even So The Wavering Powers Of My Soul, Touch'd By The Virtue Of Thy Spirit, Flee From What Is Earth, And Point Alone To Thee.

Nor Fire, Nor Rocks, Can Stop Our Furious Minds, Nor Waves, Nor Winds.

See How The World (whose Chaste And Pregnant Womb Of Late Conceiv'd, And Brought Forth Nothing Ill) Is Now Degenerated, And Become A Base Adult'ress, Whose False Births Do Fill The Earth With Monsters, Monsters That Do Roam And Rage About, And Make A Trade To Kill: Now Glutt'ny Paunches, And Avarice A Pawn; Pale Envy Pines, Pride Swells, And Sloth Begins To Yawn.

If Thou Expect Death As A Friend, Prepare To Entertain It; If Thou Expect Death As An Enemy, Prepare To Overcome It; Death Has No Advantage, But When It Comes A Stranger.