Infinity Is A Dark Illimitable Ocean, Without

With Ruin Upon Ruin, Rout On Rout, Confusion Worse Confounded.

His Form Had Yet Not Lost All Her Original Brightness, Nor Appear'd Less Than Archangel Ruin'd, And Th' Excess Of Glory Obscur'd.

Freely They Stood Who Stood, And Fell Who Fell.

Who Overcomes By Force, Hath Overcome But Half His Foe.

Let Us Go Forth And Resolutely Dare With Sweat Of Brow To Toil Our Little Day.